Hello to everyone! 🙂
This weeks blog is still about love, but!… it does have a bit of kick to it. I just go where the muse leads me. *cheesy grin*
May hope be with you all this coming week. In the sunlight that arrives just in time for that walk outside, to the evening star rising it seems just for you. 🙂
Regret filters in the room through the crack in the window you promised to fix last Autumn.
Its chilling draught speaking sickness with its icy breath.
I look towards you down the hall.
It would be dramatic to have you a silhouette…
The light shines clear.
I see you plain, as you are.
Ugly as the truth of betrayal that never left lips.
Bringing clarity to what once was uncertain.
What can not be forgotten.
…And what now lies held tight.
Bitter memory, of last sweetness.
Extracted in the last determined breaths
To feel something
Bags are packed and nothing left.
Just silence in a winter light…
…With promise unshared.
I see you.
As you see me
Sad, pathetic, defeated in pose
Upon what is now, no longer our bed.
A shambles of sheets and tears.
Ghastly sounds and chokes of grief
held tight in a ball of anger.
Then clarity arrives.
Strength emerges knowing I loved you in honesty
I will move on with strength…
…The promise I hold within.
This afternoon, will remain in silence unspoken.
So when our baby grows a mind to think
Heart to feel and asks…
…Who are you?
I can recall the man I loved.
Strong and dependable.
Who sheltered and protected.
Who made me laugh and trust my heart to him.
I cannot forgive
I will not forget.
I offer grace and the benefit of the doubt
Should he call upon you in some distant future,
That you’ll prove me right.
Show him a moment,
Was a mistake,
That does not wholly define the man.
© 2011 Tikarma Vodicka