Cleansing
tears wash regret down my face
Where they
dry and leave a dark trace
Of the pain you walked me to the edge of
And left me
at to ponder
Oh if only
I’d been stronger.
Strong
enough to fight for you
Something I
wish I’d done but cannot do
Strong enough
to endure your struggle
But the
silence was so loud my mind was muddled
About what
to do and how to help
So my place
in your life is now a trophy on a shelf.
A trophy
with no names carved like notches on the bedpost
The love I
have and long to share isn’t even what I wanted to give you most
You’ll never
know the fire’s heat that was meant for you and I
We’ll never
rush from passion roar to lovers’ sated sigh.
Cleansing
tears wash down face
And hope
they can erase
All that you
once promised me
Binding my
heart, walking free.
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