Steps: 3,211,016
Miles: 1341.27
Grief, warm grief, it comes and stays.
The sun has left, it rains today.
Hope dies, the vessel fills with hurt.
Old wounds ache, the soul close to dirt.
The search ended, candle puffed.
All things stopped, self rebuffed.
No questions, always reasons, do not matter,
Remnants lie, never used, but all a tatter.
It is lost, what was not had.
Forever gone, hurt makes sad.
Will the soul, left in the rain,
find a way, itself regain?
Or will the vessel, sad and dark,
hear the demons glibber and bark?
The light that left, away to stay?
And plummets bleakness, it can not say.
What is lost, will not return.
The soul taught, a lesson learn.
Leave the tree that does not yeild.
Ever look to new woods and fields.
Never think, for darkness wins,
of all "the what could have beens."
It must be thought, "It can not be."
Hard to accept, the way a mistery.
Grief, warm grief, it comes and stays.
The sun has left, it rains today.
Hope dies, the vessel fills with hurt.
Old wounds ache, the soul close to dirt.
7 comments:
Not quite sure what to make of this, my friend.
*sends you big hugs*
depressing....*hugsssssssssssss* cause you sound like you really need that hug!
The sun is shining today, it never stays away for too long. Hugs
*HUGZ*
The darkness only wins if we allow it to. And the grief only stays if we are not strong. Embrace the grief, the hurt, the sadness, and the pain. Give it its due and then send it on its way. The light will return. This is so deep and thought provoking. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
*hugs*
Thank you - just going through some things - and got tired of the fighting. Its hard to stay cheery all the time.
I hear ya iggy. (another *HUGZ*)
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