I stopped asking for better when I discovered that it wasnβt something I would ever receive; I stopped giving second chances, when after the third, fourth, fifth time, I realised it would be easier just to leave; I stopped opening my heart when all it resulted in was pain; I stopped extending my trust when I was taught that it would only be broken again; Iβve been shaped by a lifetime of disappointmentβ of hurt and of regretβ and although I may have forgiven, I will never, ever forget.
You have so powerfully and painfully captured the exact moment survival turns into armor, tracing the quiet, heartbreaking boundary where giving up on others becomes the only way to save yourself β¨
I understand this though I would not pretend to have experienced it. I only mean that I feel a deep sense of empathy with you and a respect for your poem of an equal depth. This is beautiful work.
My late mother used to say, "An end with pain is better than pain without end," translated from her native tongue. It echoed loudly at times in my own life. <3
Among the bones of sorrow,
Burns the light of knowing,
Written in blood and marrow.
~
Not an abduction,
But a weariness of the constant loss,
The disappointment you always carry.
~
There are those who care,
Those who have stepped back
To give you space, tired.
~
Waiting aboard their vessel,
Waiting for an invitation,
A compass to follow.
~
Send a flare, bright sparks in the sky,
A way to find you,
The ship leaves dock tonight.
~
~ E.S.
What a beautiful poem, and response!
You have so powerfully and painfully captured the exact moment survival turns into armor, tracing the quiet, heartbreaking boundary where giving up on others becomes the only way to save yourself β¨
Iβm glad you felt that, Brandi. Thanks for reading.
Beautiful expression π
Thank you! π€π
Said so well. The juxtaposition of beautiful words with painful realityπ
Thank you. π€π
I understand this though I would not pretend to have experienced it. I only mean that I feel a deep sense of empathy with you and a respect for your poem of an equal depth. This is beautiful work.
Thank you very much!
Youβre most welcome. Reading you was very enjoyable.
My late mother used to say, "An end with pain is better than pain without end," translated from her native tongue. It echoed loudly at times in my own life. <3
Yes, I understand that. Thank you for reading. π€π
My pleasure. Glad youβre here. <3
Relatable, beautiful wording
Thank you!
So deeply evocative !!
Thank you for reading, Dael.
This hurts so much to read, everyone deserves their dream.
"Iβve been shaped by
a lifetime of disappointmentβ
of hurt and of regretβ
and although I may have forgiven,
I will never, ever forget. " You read my heart right here and put it into amazing words Jo