But I do spend a fairly good amount of time writing down things. It's what I love to do. So here's another poem I wrote. I wrote this one a while ago too. It's called 'I Cry'. Enjoy, and again, go comment-crazy.
I Cry
On dark nights, when I am the last to be consumed
by the sleep that holds so many hostage,
I wonder.
I wonder if it will turn out alright,
and how things might have been in another life.
I wonder if you feel these things too,
if the hurt kills you as it does me.
I wonder if anyone can see behind the lie
of 'I'm fine, really.'
I wonder if I am as transparent as
I believe to be.
On dark nights, when I am the last to go under
the nighttime spell,
I cry.
I cry for you,
who must experience so much pain.
I cry for me,
who hardly knows what's inside my soul.
I cry for them,
who don't notice that which doesn't want to be noticed.
I cry for the world,
that has become so blind.
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3 comments:
You put it so elequently. You're not alone.
As always, beautiful writing. I'm right here with you sis. I love you so much.
"For we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who are called according to His purposes." - Romans 8:28
it occurred to me that as we lose kelly, not only do we experience our own grief and hurt but it hurts to watch each other go through this. i am just so sad that my daughters will lose a sister and mourn. it breaks my heart to see Dad's heart breaking.
but the loving is worth it, isn't it? to throw yourself so fully into relationships without regard to the risk of that investment. it's so worth it to be loved by you, Dad, molly, kelly, mars and family.
i love you sweetie - your words are balm to the writer and to the reader as well.
xoxox
mom
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