I believe that unfortunately I will be taking another short hiatus from this blog. If you have been reading the tags of my latest poems, you’ll know that my mind really has been everywhere, and this slow breakdown has been inevitable. I can’t begin to describe the ridiculous roller coaster I’ve been through these past few weeks, but the important things have all gone and past, so I shall now attempt at the cleanup. I will leave you with this incredible poem that has not been able to leave my mind, and rather perfectly describes how I am feeling in a multitude of ways. Thank you for sticking by me for so long, hopefully I’ll get back to myself soon to write more crappy poetry. Off ahead to tea, sad poems, copious amounts of chemistry, and music with made up words (cough, Bon Iver, cough). Hope you are all well.
Credit to R.I.D for her image and words. (x)
The 2am ride,
rattling against the tracks,
she slipped it in.
Better, she murmured.
he whispered into her collarbone.
He promised to love
until death do us part, she
shivered as they kissed.
It’s fruitless they say,
the runaway never stops,
not even for the blood trailing their steps.
Was it worth it?
Probably not. But then again,
is anything worth it?
It just shows how cluttered my mind has been that I have just remembered to post this gorgeous photo I took atop the Castle Sant’Angelo, which has such stunning views of the entirety of Rome, and of course, Vatican City and St Peter’s Basilica. This photo gives no justice to the actual beauty of Rome at sunset, all the elegance of Rome intensified, it’s enough to make you feel just the right amount of small, so you can take in Rome in all its glory.
And everything hurts a little bit too much tonight.