There are wounds that go deep
Ones that I can’t touch
If I allow them to give way
The sensation will overcome me
Soul tender, years of layers
And yet it gets pricked
Every so often a jolt
And I feel just a portion of darkness
And I cover it up again
Where is the healing if it continues?
Reopening, but not reconcilation
I have no control over this something.
It is not my toil but theirs
I am a part of it
For our paths cross and I see it
I hear it and I know it
Will you get help, dear one?
For your choices cause pain
An anguish in those that love you most.
We will dance around it
And pretend it’s not real
These delusional relationships
All of them in tact, by threads woven in time
We all feel deeply the truth of the disconnect
And mourn our loss, so grave
It’s so hard, so untouchable, it’s almost ungreivable
Because you meant so much to us.
The life you gave wrapped around our hearts
Like a mothers blanket on newborn skin
Nothing will ever compare to the dream of you,
And the duality of both existing is a tug of war unlike any other.