Ellen Lorraine

Keep your tragedy

[sweetellenlorraine]

“I’ll love you forever, I’ll like you for always, as long as I’m living my baby you will be”

Countless efforts of writing down muddled sentences…

backspace,

Backspace,

An empty space is all that’s left…

A painting filled with nothing

A ghost whispering silence

An empty space is all that’s left,

Our memories turned sour after our last phone call,

Wires connecting us in space,

Your mouth formed empty apologies and broken promises,

Perfect love isn’t real,

I know..

But your devil is,

And it lives inside of you

I placed the words you spoke in a void

A void in which I’ve been swimming

Trying to find an anchor,

Or a spec of light,

A dust sized light beam

Is all I hoped to find,

But nothing resembled brightness

Beyond the bones of a childhood fantasy,

And flakes of manipulated hope

I lost myself amid the search,

I brought too much darkness inside

Now I’m walking in the shadow of your words

I’m still suffocating in your web,

Are you happy?

[sweetellenlorraine]

You were the poison I freely drank,

I was slowly dying from your venom,

But I was addicted to earning your love

Or maybe I drank it because I wanted reason to disappear, because cannot destroy what's already gone

I’m sitting here in the irreparable damage

I’m sitting here realizing I can’t be a hero to the broken past

The fragments

And whispers

Of a world I once lived within

Are now just shadows of a dream

They are now just screams and

Shattered poetry

Smashed into dust by

Heartbreak and anger

I cannot be the hero to a life that doesn’t want to be saved

I threw myself in front of a train hoping it would help

But now we’re both just ghosts

And the darkness is eating me inside

Soon I will disappear

But they can't break what's already gone

Say goodbye to yourself again

Something new will grow if you learn to let go

[drinkt0forget-deactivated202303]

[eliminated]

[sweetellenlorraine]

[blossomfully]

S.m.zhao

[momandpopmusic-blog]

[goodquoteco]

[praying]

Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give but cannot. All of that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, & in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.

Artwork by Masato Tsuchiya

[praying]

[understands]

[remanence-of-love]

[depression-healthy-carrier]

I’ve spent most of my life holding my breath and hoping that when people get close enough they won’t leave, and fearing that it’s a matter of time before they figure me out and go.

[love]

[sift]

via weheartit

[helterskeltered]

[sweetellenlorraine]

Vodka!

[knowing]