Monday 18 September 2023

In case of heartbreak

 
In case of heartbreak, be blue,
take a glass of wine, and another
but you’ll also want to do
a couple things so it’s not a bother
things that’ll pull your sanity through:
grab tissues, booze, and a mirror.

In case of heartbreak, shatter
your hopes and expectations,
they stab the soul like a dagger
pinch the heart, punch the guts,
each a station of rage a notch up,
leave a taste like silt in the mouth.

Better let curiosity guide your step
– it is a much softer, finer feeling,
it leaves the fingertips alert
– and tense – keeps the mind sharp
– it also dulls the will, dulls the senses
because let’s be brutally honest:
you’ll need a lot of dulling.

Yet do not – under any circumstance –
and I cannot stress this enough:
DO NOT LET THE SILENCE TAKE HOLD
– for you cannot trust your thoughts –
– because in such a heartbreak –
none of these thoughts are truly yours.

In case of heartbreak – break glass –
do cry, do rage, do go sleepless
– both heart and mind need this –
and if you become a fucking shambles
– let sadness invade, pervade
so you can come crashing down –
– obliterate all life out of your existence –
and forget everything and everyone.

In case of heartbreak, letting go is behovely
– pick up the pieces, glue the puzzle back –
with self-love and care, sullenly if need be
‘suddenly’ certainly not recommended
let the wound gapeopen for a while
– then cram a handful of salt in it,
clench your teeth – and saw it shut –

And if your loved one calls back, do not pick up –
if messages pour in, do not read them –
if your loved one reaches out, just leave –
– trust me, it’s best that you walk away –
revived hopes have always set worlds on fire
spurred expectations are bound to rupture
and spill tar eventually bursting into flames.

In case of heartbreak, you’ll walk alone,
but it doesn’t mean the work can’t be done,
it doesn’t mean you won’t get there
– wherever and whatever ‘there’ is –
it doesn’t mean you’re not worth the fight
– heartbreaks grind the heart, efface the soul –
yet when they stop, for they do stop,
they always leave rich ground to start afresh.
 

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