Really flattered, thought I mattered
Then you left me
Scattered and splattered
You don't see me
Shattered and tattered.
How did I not foresee?
KG 03-28-06
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
More creative mourning....
Posted by Krystin Clark at 2:50 PM
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Oceans of Emotions
I could weep enough tears to fill an ocean
And still not begin to free my emotion
An intense passionate love
Trying to free myself of.
‘You have to let me go’ he speaks
As if I haven’t been trying for weeks.
How does one begin to let go?
This answer I really need to know.
How does one heal their heart?
This is the work I must start.
If you think you have a hint…
I’ll strike it against my heart like a flint.
Feeling as though my soul’s been consumed
Dissect my heart after it’s been exhumed.
“I have to reconnect with my wife”
“Remember I told you, I don’t want a new life”
If only time I could rewind
Start again, of a sound mind.
Sweetie you do what ya gotta do to make it through the day. That's all that matters anyway, right...this moment...this day...this night. We all take care of our grief and healing in our own way...our own time. If you lacked the ability to bring it to the your light..it will find a way to thrive and grow...can't 'smothercate'your feelings and emotions especially someone as enlightened and aware of them as you are. You can't fake it /til you make it..so be true to yourself.
Peace, Mother Ruth..sending you a big hug.
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