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Deathly Love

Deathly Love

My heart slumbers in chains
Which leave out the light
and suck in all the night 

Dark and dismal 
Let it be 
.....can I ever be free? 

Rising from ash 
I crawl and grip the green earth 
Savaged and beaten 
I plead to be heard 

Desperate to see 
A little light for me 
.......can I ever be free? 

Challenging my own strength
I am hell-bent on not giving up
I’ll free myself from your sucker love 
......just let me be me 

My pleading cries echo back a hollow relief 
Another chain rips my heart and pulls me beneath 
This soul weighs down like a dead sea 
He whispers ”you belong to me.” 
......your love is death, why can’t you see?

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KIERAN1369

Welcome Gwendoline ….a great piece of work on your debut to Cosmo.....look forward to reading more of your work soon 

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Gwendoline

Thank you for the warm welcome Kieran, I look forward to reading more from you too. Thanks for reading my poem today 
All the best 

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Marion

I have been in a relationship where I felt exactly like this Gwendoline, you have described it so perfectly...cracking write ?

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Gwendoline

Marion I am glad you’re no longer suffering that relationship. It is not one I would wish on anyone. Thank you for reading and for your supportive comment ?

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Marion

Pleasure...I am a fan ??

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Being Me

Gwendoline, your writing is wonderful x

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Gwendoline

Thank you so very much, such a lovely compliment to receive. Can’t wait to read more of your writings :) x 

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Shaun Cronick

Gwendoline I thought it respectful to visit your first poem and so glad I did too.
A real and engaging poem that beautifully and tragically capture's affairs of the heart.
Great to see a fearless poet that writes so honestly and through a glass darkly.
Simply superb and a poem whose message, your message, is not lost or for that matter, forgotten.
Full honours bestowed, but it's not about stars and pins, it's about emotions and words.
Thanks for sharing and I wish you well.
 

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Gwendoline

Shaun, how incredibly kind to take the time to look at my first poem on here. I am so glad it didn’t disappoint. Your words are so kind and so supportive. You are right, it isn’t about stars and pins. But more sharing emotions and connections with others. It felt good to write this at the time. So I am truly grateful you chose to read it 
many many thanks :) 💛

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Neville

The kind of relationship you depict so well here is not one that I would knowingly or willingly fall head over heels into .. or encourage .. However, the kind of clinging, suffocating and claustrophobic grip described often develops insidiously and will likely apply a stranglehold on individual freedoms that are not always immediately obvious ..

Unfortunately, by the time the signs become more than just a sneaking suspicion, it can be too late ……………….  Am so glad I checked back through your portfolio and found this … I am not one for always adhering to chronology as you can see ……………………………………

I would certainly encourage others to visit these words and believe them to be worthy of resurrecting ……………………. AGT’s .. Neville 😊
 

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Gwendoline

Hi Neville, so sorry for the late reply. I can’t thank you enough for checking back on my first post here on Cosmo, and for leaving such an attentive comment. 

Yes sadly sometimes a person doesn’t discover the depth of another’s true nature until they are locked in their mental/physical nightmare. By then leaving can be hard, or at least feel it. 

Thanks for sharing your understanding of this piece. For your kindness and fabulous feedback 

Gwen x

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Neville

Twas nowt but a pleasure and all mine :)

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