Creative Works: The Blood and the Static (Final Manifesto) Broken heart poem

This is a short poem about a broken heart

MANIFESTO

M. Pederson

10/26/20251 min read

A broken heart shaped cake sitting on top of a table

Your love. I thought I couldn't live without it.

The mere thought of losing you hurt my soul. You hypnotized me, a slow, toxic current that made my heart and soul ache for you, refusing to let go. I felt I was drowning in your presence—you made me feel like I was the only one, yet you would always grow cold.

That volatility, that crushing toxicity, didn't just end our love; it pulverized the version of me that existed for you.

But the fever has broken. The hypnosis is gone. The deepest liberation is the final silence. I no longer feel you in my blood. This page is the static left behind when the signal finally cuts out. It is the sound of the silence I claimed back.

M. Pederson

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