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westleynash
westleynash Sharing a life as felt through my heart.
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I've always believed in balance. That the same blue sky knows both the sunlight and the rain clouds. That the same ocean knows the calm as well as the storm. So I also believe that a heart stained with rage is also capable of knowing love....

I have a spoken word version of this poem on YouTube : https://youtu.be/vgNLbn_D...

Best wishes and keep writing <3
Westley xx

Real Love

by Westley Nash

Throughout my life I have known a wealth of the most truest sensations,

all witnessed from both sides of the rolling river.

Throughout my crossings I have known real happiness and I have known real sorrow.

I have known genuine hope as well as I have known the most genuine of despair.

I have known the fiercest pain, as much as I have known the most fierce of pleasures;

along with the most comforting of ease, built upon the back of the most furious stresses.

Yet out of all of these balanced sensations, no matter how many times I have braved the rapids,

while regrettably I must confess to have known the terrifying sting of real hatred,

I have never once known the gentle embrace of real love...

Although, I have certainly met it's imposter far too many times indeed.

To me Love was something desperate! Something to chase!

A sickly sweet tonic laced with a poison that burned in your stomach like a hot coal long after you emptied the glass!

The love I have known demanded complete sacrifice of all that I was, from a conceited force that gave nothing but an indictment, for crimes against the state!

A heart branded outlaw for daring to speak as equals.

When I think of love, I recall only a strained heart, beating its last within a chest gripped tightly by fear,

where tears fall like a torrent from bloodshot eyes, watching helplessly as the one who once offered me paradise incarnate,

left me with a scorched earth and the only thing that grew out of that lifeless, ash covered soil was hatred!

But the river rolls on, and still I make my crossing.

For I have known real happiness and I have known real sorrow.

I have known genuine hope as well as I have known the most genuine despair.

I have known the fiercest pain, as much as I have known the most fierce of pleasures,

along with the most comforting of ease, built upon the back of the most furious stresses.

So I hold my faith, that as I have already known the most terrifying sting of real hatred,

then one day if the balance remains true, then I may finally come to know the gentle embrace of real love...

Artwork by Westley Nash #thoughtsofsteel

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