She’s desperate to leave, weak and depressed,
Slowly surrendering to her dark side.
I’m determined to keep her, to love her;
I’ll show her wondrous things of her she does not see.
Sure enough, I’ve said and done some wrong things,
But a better man I shall be all for her.
I’ll help her find herself and show her what’s real;
I’ll light the fire inside her heart that has gone dim.
Weakening of the flesh, weakening of the soul
Lost will, lost hope, crushed dreams; an empty dark hole.
Forced on the ground- helpless and confused,
It’s been nine months now, but bruise came after bruise.
A pain in your chest, a punch in your gut,
Constricting of the lungs, deep breathes- no air.
A noise in your head, poison starts to spread
Tears well up in your eyes; they start to flow.
A memory- a gift; this memory- a curse
To remember is a nightmare during the day.
Never ending nightmare, still gruesome until now
You wonder when it’ll end, you wonder how.
Felt like falling in love for the first time-
The sweet fragrance emerging once again.
You and I, together way up high-
A beautiful early sunset,
The view of the sea and the sky;
Another precious memory I won’t forget.
(From December 15, 2016)
If you let the past dictate-
The outcome of the present things,
You will only turn back
And never see the could have been’s.
If you let fear conquer-
What could have been opportunities,
It will forever remain
As a mere fraction of your memory.