How can I not be with you in your
pain?
I know – by heart – the bereftness
and grief of loss
I, too, have been seared by scalding,
murderous rage
I’ve felt that same sting of guilt
and regret
And been on intimate terms with shame
What is there to understand?
What is there to understand?
It happened, and it hurt
(Things happen, and they hurt)
So let it hurt
Yes, to all that is in you
Yes, yes, to all those hurts, all
those unfelt feelings
We’ve waited so long, yet it takes so
little
When we give up trying to solve it
And simply let it hurt for a while,
together.
It amazes me how gifts appear in my "in box" just when I need them. Thanks you Fiona. Alice M..
ReplyDeleteLove to you too, Alice. You're a gift <3
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