Moribund Devotion
“A poetic presentation of unrequited love; with authentic references, and documented witness to the end of that fledgling love.”
In Parts
Preface: A Thought, Documented
Prologue: A Rambling Request, a letter to Michael about Louis
II: Damaged
III: When It’s Done
V: Falling Out
VI: The Resistance of the Universe
VII: Last Birthday
Epilogue: Depleted
Postface: Things Not Said
A Thought, Documented
Moribund Devotion, Preface
28 April 2023
“It shouldn’t be a surprise that as everything in my world is staring to quickly crumble away after an extended period of neglect of care that everything that I would try to have hope for on my birthday would go in every direction. Except for the direction that would give me any kind of positive experience. “
Things Not Said
Moribund Devotion, Postface
Every word you say means nothing just like your actions because they’re not consistent
You cant apologize if you don’t mean it especially when your actions say the opposite
To me, you have Nothing to stand on when everything you depend on for support is broken
A day will come when everything you have that keeps you afloat. There’s no longer there to let you up.
Looks fade away and the empathy from your trauma become nothing more than empty words.
So when you’re faking it in life, deteriorates how you survive the rest of life
When even your name is nothing more than a random sequence of the alphabet?
What will you do when you need a hand but you’ve already brushed all of them away
I ask you this now, because I do still care for you but soon that’s something I wouldn’t dare
And the sad part of it all is, at least for me, is that I will end up being the only one there.
I have every right to say, I told you so, but I would never allow anyone to feel how I feel
Even though right now I feel this way partially because of you as clueless as you are
