It’s utterly empty.
There are no emotions to fill it. It can’t
Get in here. Not that I wouldn’t let it,
It’s just void. I’m not
Sure when it happened.
After you left, before he left
Me to sort out the nonsense in
his life. It could be that it was empty
All along. It has been stripped bare before.
It’s always healed. Words hurt it, hits hurt it,
Tears hurt it, but mostly, rejection hurt it.
It’s not healing now, it’s raw, and sore and
So aware of what’s not here anymore. I
think that the missing is the part that
That causes the most suffering. I know
I’m not the only one. Why do you have to say
It like that? So sarcastic. I know, but
I’m the only me. It’s the me part that’s
Empty.
Oh TJ.....is that your photo???....I know the words are yours.... I feel them down to my soul. I'm glad you're writing again. Beautiful.... wonderful.... expressive..... heart cleansing words my friend. I could hug you.
ReplyDeleteTJ, a very moving poem. Many hugs my friend!!!
ReplyDeleteWow TJ, a dark read, but really draws the reader in to your words/feelings/emotions. Some emotions that we all can identify with at times in our lives. I really enjoyed reading it, not all poetry is bright and sunny. The picture you have with it is so perfect for the idea of a wound made, and starting to heal, but now not healing anymore, very powerful combination!!!!
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