I have not cried in a long time.
I did not think I could.
I have numbed myself so many ways
I think I often live in a daze
Self made.
Hard to admit one hurts
Or even to give that power away.
I’ve fashioned a cloak of midnight
That wrapped me out of sight
Self safe.
The universe colludes to expose
What we want hidden.
When your presence is real
My cloak disappears, reveals
Self pain.
Nothing can fill the void
Or numb the true pain.
I made bad choices in life
I failed at being a wife.
Self alone.
That’s not always a difficult role
It suits me, I think.
It’s just seeing you that I feel
I may have missed the real deal.
Self imposed.
So I’ll carry on as I am
Life is good, I am blessed.
Meant to be single, I guess.
Self.
1 comment:
I feel that regret is with everyone in some way....paths are taken, others left behind. I think realizing the steps taken in life is more than half the "battle" of personal growth. Continue the journey, loving others and yourself along the way and know that you ARE NOT ALONE.
love you,
Tricia
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