Seventeen years slip away through my fingers
Like sand trickling to the ground
Trodden on and brushed aside
A union, symbolized by a circle
Lies broken with no hope of repair
A testament to an end
I break, at first, with the realization
I cannot go on living this way,
Angry words thrust in my face daily
But then I feel the comfort I have known
The Gift I have been given
And peace fills my heart
It will all be fine and I will find peace
Joy and happiness awaits me
Despite being absent for so long
Let me walk through this troubled water
To the peaceful shore that lies on the other side
And there I will find I am whole again.
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