Life bends you.
Love breaks you.
Hope fogs your mind and then shows itself for
what it really is, just a little cloud that doesn’t
permit you to see reality clearly.
I am so worn down by what’s happened and
wrapped in clouds of dark thoughts. I raise my
glance and her eyes capture me, they tie me to her
and drag me to her feet.
After having held my breath and my rage for
hours, I completely melt in her arms where I fall
hard without thinking of the consequences.
She holds me tight and whispers words I don’t
hear with my ears but which have a healing effect
on my open, bleeding wounds.
Lost and insecure … You found me, you found
me … Lyin’ on the floor … Surrounded,
surrounded.
The words of the song playing in the pub reveal
what has been hidden to my own eyes. What I
didn’t want to see or understand. What I denied
with all my heart.
There it is, damn it.
There’s my hope.
Sheis my hope.
~ ~ ~
“Shh … everything’s alright.”
I rest my head on her shoulder and just let it go.
My tears fall and in so doing unknot that twisted
mass that had me suffocating in a terrible excuse
