I found my book of poetry from 1994- 2000.
The final poem where I remember my soul breaking is here and reading this now I feel my heart back then and how hurt I was. Hurt and so lost. And all I can do now is weep for her, for me back then. I wish to send back in time a message to just hold on. Hold onto another day, look for another sunrise, share another smile. To not settle. Don't wait, instead create- be your reason, your sunrise and your smile. Don't listen to them. Don't hide. I'm yourself 20 years in the future. It's okay 'at this moment' but that road to 'here' didn't have to be this hard, this long, nor this bleak. You've got this... And without further ado my poem of heart break I didn't even have a title nor share with another soul until now...thank you for being here. Maybe post 'here' for my 28 year old self- if you really were... The tarnished halo The broken wings The angel you once adored aches for your sweet words she no longer hears anymore The spirit that was tickled is burdened with a heavy heart laughter of the soul music of the heavens I fear my shroud of indulgent darkness has torn me apart Cast out from the song of life my heart no longer sings the sorrowful angel on Earth unto yourself what destruction do you bring the light of hope to warm the frozen tear of faith Strike the chord of harmony For this overture, the angel must wait
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