Tuesday, January 03, 2006

When You Hurt

You share with me your pain
Or some of it
And although the reasons for your pain
Cut me deeply
Still when I am with you
My own I put away
And the only impulse I feel
While you are beside me
Is to soothe and comfort
You

I ache that you ache
I want to ease it away
I wish to take your sorrow
Into myself
Break it into tiny pieces
And scatter it to the winds
Absorb it into myself
Leaving you only sure
Relief

My own sorrows
I will feel on my own time
I will curl into a ball
And let the hot tears
Fall
Sometimes silent
Sometimes loud
Mostly alone

If tears fall in the forest of my lifetime
And you are not there to see them
Did they ever exist?

~~01/02/2006
at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

2025 10 03 - It's a Con, I tell you!

AGAIN a number of years have flown by, slick as a whistle. But it's Con time again, and that made me think of this. Here. Words here tha...

  • (no title)
    I want to see you naked: without your hat, without wristbands, without the invisible protections you wall your soul with to survive. The res...
  • A Morning in Early September
    It was erie this morning. Early morning mist obscured the trees in front of me as I sat at a stoplight. Brilliant ruby red, piercing in it...
  • Compass and Captain
    Grief washes over me like waves on the ocean A salty mist dries on my cheeks And I hear cries like seagulls' resounding in my skull As t...