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Quick Update

On this day, which would’ve been our three year anniversary, I’ve added a new addition to my other blog. And although I won’t be sharing any posts from the other blog here, I just wanted to let everyone know that there’s a new entry available. This one will shed some light on how toxic of a relationship I was in, and it will finally offer some insight into how and why it ended. And again, please feel free to comment and let me know your thoughts. I’d love to hear from you!

Here’s the link again:

volkuros.blogspot.comOpen letters to the greatest love I’ve ever known

— David

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Dear WordPress Readers

I’ve been considering for a long time whether or not I should share certain experiences from the last three years here on this blog. I know many of you have read my poetry here, and you’ve probably gathered that I went through a bad breakup with someone that I was very much in love with. And although it’s always been a temptation for me to share those feelings here, I’ve decided against it. This blog is something I created with the intention of sharing my poetry, my thoughts and my stories. And even though my poetry has more than alluded to certain issues that I’ve been facing, those poems are still just an extension of my feelings, and they’re just an artistic means of expressing them. And that’s what this blog has always been about. And that’s what it shall remain.

That being said, I actually did want to write about what I’ve been going through, so I’ve decided to start a new blog elsewhere. I only have two entrees so far, but I plan to post more soon. It’s about time that I finally begin to heal from this pain, and there’s no better way for a writer to do so than to write about it. So, I’m sharing the link to that blog with everyone here, because you’ve all been so supportive and understanding in the past. Whether or not you decide to read it is entirely up to you. I’m not asking that you do, and I certainly have no expectations. But if you do decide to read it, please feel free to comment and express your own feelings about what I wrote and whether or not it speaks to you directly. You’re more than welcome to do so, even if your views and opinions are not helpful or constructive. (Mostly, that last comment was intended for my ex and her own support group of internet bullies. I have a feeling I’ll be hearing from them as well. And that’s fine with me. I’d like everyone to see for themselves just what kind of animals they are.) As for the rest of my readers, I anticipate a more human response.

Thank you all for the support and kindness that you’ve offered thus far. It has always been appreciated and well received!

Sincerely,

David Allen

Here’s the link: volkuros.blogspot.com Open letters to the greatest love I’ve ever known (A statement that no longer applies)

I hope to hear from you soon!

“An Old Flame To Be”

What I wouldn’t give to stop my heart

…from loving you

As easily as you can me

I sometimes long to be so cold

How blissful it must be

But I have a wound that will not heal

And you, a heart that cannot feel

But must I wait for a grave to sit upon

In the midst of this life that should’ve be ours?

Or should I wait until the next time

Before you decide that I am yours?

I won’t forget you in this life

And I won’t neglect you in the next

I’ve known you since an age ago

…And maybe quite a few before

But if in this life I need to perch,

Upon your resting place

…Then so be it

If only just to speak to you

In this life, or the next

While two hearts that belong together

Still endure the test

Of our time that could still exist

…Well then, so be it

I’ll continue to read to you, as I’ve done before

And all of my god-awful words will pour

…Down through your soil

To warm your unaffected heart

To keep your grave from getting cold

To keep you warm at night

Long after you have gone

And to keep you satisfied, when no one else would

And to hold you so tight, when no one else could

And I’ll finish everything that we began

And remember a time when you trusted me enough

To offer me that dance, on a whim of mutual trust

When I was just your man

And all you had was lust

And whether I be your fire

And whether you are my kindling,

This life has played out before

And you were always mine to consume

As if you were Joan of Arc

And I was just that little spark

I would still be a glimmer in your eye

And we would always complete one another

And maybe once upon another time

You would still be mine

If my flames don’t scar you too badly

…in this life

And if my passion doesn’t enrage you such

…in this life, or the next

Perhaps you’ll give me your hand again

And not snuff out my love so fast

And hold on to me

As I’ve held on to you

For we should hold on to our love

As you’ve held on to your past

—David Allen