You're tired
Of feeling
That same old helplessness,
Anger
And consuming regret
That taints your soul
And invades
Your nights
After giving your all
For something that ricochets
Time and time again,
Back to you.
So you silently mourn
That huge slice of your
Healing heart
That you lost
In the charade,
But you forget
Time and time again
That you've been graced
With a love and strength
So boundless
Like the tears that flow
Like rivers
From your speckled
Face.
YOU ARE READING
lifeline
Poetry"maybe these words we so infinitely and collectively channel our souls' plights, power and yearnings...will save us one day."
