Pain Reconciled by Love

Seasons

(Written for this poetic memoir - 2018).

Loving for no reason,

Becomes a new thing every season.

Playing the same song every day,

Is like putting a trophy on display,

For no one to ever see them.

Can't you be my freedom?

I never showed you what I meant,

When you asked me where I went,

On that fateful day last winter.

It was a most painful splinter.

He brought me to a place,

Of complete and utter disgrace.

I brought that powder to my nose,

And so, the story goes.

A flashback to six summers prior,

I was listening to a church choir.

After the song had ended,

A priest told me, we could mend it.

I spilled it all out to him.

He said your sins are forgiven.

Little did I comprehend,

That my sins were far from the end.

The fall that came after,

I could all but hear the laughter.

They made fun of my defeat,

My boyfriend became a cheat.

The year of twenty-fourteen,

My thoughts were pure and clean.

Until I lapsed again,

With a hundred or so men.

Each one became worse.

It was like I had some sort of curse,

One that I could not break free from.

Please someone, give me a gun.

I just wanted to end it,

Because the God I once loved was full shit.

He said it would all get better,

Can't you see, I'm restrained by the fetter?

I couldn't make it stop,

Until I met my rock.

So, here are my words of wisdom:

"Pain reconciled by love" is my rhythm.