Sufferance...
It grips at you..
like the touch of a thousand knives...
Twisting and turning..
trying to carve out the emotions....
A tear stained cheek
emotes no compassion, no regret
Wordless passive pleads.....
offer no concession
Hurt and pain is all you feel
wondering how deep the wound goes
how long the ache will linger
how long you can shoulder the weight of it all
And you look past though the years
finding less of yourself then when you began
Once strong, capable and standing true
now a mere shimmering reflection, slowly fading away
Quieltly whispering 'where did the time go'...
as it dwindles down decade by decade
Seen by the sullen eyes and feeble stance
the air of one who suffers in silence
Twisting hands... and distressful gaze...
the mark of a anguished life...
Fighting with questions and self-reproach
mental scenarios never to be acted out
Some of us know these emotions well...
suffered through in the name of love
Some of us allow ourselves to bear the brunt
Forgetting that love is not a one way deal
(to be completed at a later date)
As I was cleaning my desktop I found this verse I had began and not yet completed... I think the end... has not yet been... written for me...
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