I Want to be Saved (Poem #44)

One day I grabbed a pen
and decided to write for myself
I stated in capslock:

Months passed after I was sure that I have fallen
I grabbed a marker
and wrote in bold letters:
save yourself

But as I looked at him, I knew I’m screwed
as I looked at us,
I forgot all the writings on the canvas

The moment I begged him not to leave
was the moment I realized that we don’t ruin ourselves for a man
we don’t ruin ourselves when we love
because sometimes,
it’s the lack of love that ruins us
and sometimes being saved
means staying in love.

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Eva Harmoni

There was one night when the rain poured so hard, and i didn't want it to stop. Weird, because i was afraid and amused by the sound of the rain and thunder. The sound of it made me less alone that night. The next day i woke up to find my collection of journals soaked. I keep it near the window to make sure no one could read it. The writings can still be read but i was devastated by the damage. I wanted it preserved but i don't want it published. Still amused by the rain but afraid of the wrath it could bring to my journals, i created this blog.

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