I held the hand that wasn't there.
I felt the relief when you left.
Time heals all wounds, for a while
I didn't care. That 'while' still
remains, the heart is cold...
I am no longer there. You are no
longer here, I no longer stare
at the photo that once stood upon
the shelf. I no longer smell your
sweet perfume, wipe the remains of
the lost love. Re heat the menu..
to feel your skin, to lie beside
you, crumpled sheets where we once
lay, battered pillows of friendly play.
The crowd do gather, it's cold out
side, once again you are by my side.
The mourners gather, the rain clouds
form. My tears have dried, they no
longer fall. I'm frozen, shaking..
cold. My blood stained skin...
where the thorns has pierced me
within, the love that abandoned me.
Cast aside this red rose, down to the
sodden earth below. Dark is where you
belong, from where you shall lay..
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust....
from my hands the roses fall.
And I shall walk away.
12 comments:
This is sad...A tear escaped my eye while reading this...Very touching...
This is sad.
I'm having a bit of a difficult time finding closure right now.
Perhaps the reason I'm not feeling in the loving mood lately is because I realize manipulation isn't love.
Therefore, love is shattered.
There can be no love without honesty.
I hope you feel better soon Indigo.
JStar ~ There was a period in my life where upon I thought I'd escaped this darkness.. I'm still fighting for the light that has evaded my life. For me this is a start, it may sound morbid..sad...but at least I'm starting to write again... I assume the happy feelings will come with time?
Shelly Rayedeane ~ I hold no bounds when it comes to writing what I feel, I guess you know that from previous works on my blog. Manipulation is a wierd thing and comes in many guises. We as humans are always searching for things that are either not there or we've already found them, but because we've had so much grief from them, we can't let go, even though we want to. It isn't closure we need, it's what to fill that empty void with that we are really searching for. I also think that we some times are looking in the wrong direction, hold on tight Shelly... you will find your path.
Do you have a loss of hope, Indigo?
How's the recovery coming[of your leg]?
This is very deep and profound...
UBS ~ OK I' write a poem about fairies and pretty flowers but it won't be me and I won't ike it... cut me some slack! Recovery process is slow, just phoned in work and cancelled this week, stil not very mobile... but like they say no pain no gain...
viemoira ~ Hmmm.. yeah I guess it is.
a touching goodbye...
Shadow ~ I guess I haven't done all my goood byes yet.. thanks
Beautiful, and sad. It made tears fall and made me think of a goodbye that I'll need to say soon.
Maxie ~ I'm sorry my poem upset you but some times unplanned tears tend to prepare us for the inevitable. So that when it happens, the sudden inpact soften the blow.. just my theory. Hold tight
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