I'm learning how to love again
in the early hours of the morning
when the familiar hollow grows around me
I let the light dress my wounds
my skin the shell of a haunted house
and my eyes its dimly lit windows
Do shadows pass behind the curtains?
And while the fractures of my timber heart rebuild,
this savagery that was searched for so desperately, diminishes.
I know now love is not to be drank
too quickly it burns you
from the inside out.
Aneleh is a student living in Ireland with a passion for writing, design and art. She is the founding editor of Ogma Magazine and strives to study fashion marketing in Paris. 2am poetry, photography, fashion, sushi and good music are things she holds dear to her heart. Find her at @liabilitypng on ig or on the beach, a notebook in hand.