This is a poem that a good friend of mine wrote on facebook. I thought it was a very deep and heartfelt poem, so I thought I would post it here. I was really struck by this poem and loved how my friend poured her heart and soul out in this poem. I am truely honored to have her as such a good friend. I cherish her friendship very much.
Things Aren't always what they seem
But most of the time they are
Time heals all wounds
But what they don't tell you is how long
A week, a month, a lifetime?
For something amazing to happen?
Or when something life altering comes into your presence..
Catastrophic, climatic, contagious
Time does heal wounds
But how long will you wait is the question
And what are you willing to do about it?
What are you willing to give.. to sacrifice for healing?
Will the pain leave in time?
Or do you get so used to pain that it becomes....nothing?
Try this:
Go to your sink and turn on hot water
Make it just barely bearable to touch
Cup your hands and place it under the hot running water
Even though it's hot keep your hands there
Longer...Longer...Longer
Watch the water over flow..seeping through tiny holes your cupped hands cannot cover
Tell me now do you feel pain?
Maybe a little..but not much
Now it's become bearable
Almost comforting..almost soothing
As you watch the once hot water now run over and through your cupped hands
Does time heal pain I ask again?
Time will heals most physical wounds most of the time
A scratch, maybe a few days
Maybe two months for a broken arm
How long for a broken heart?
Will it ever truly be pieced back together?
Or will the tape and glue only last so long?
Can mental pain go away?
Worries, fears, head aches, nose bleeds
or do after a while do worries, fears etc....just go away
You start to have no physical pain..no emotion
No smile..no laugh..just....."blank"
You know those people you look at and you see nothing behind their eyes?
No one is home..no one is paying attention
Am I becoming that?
I cannot smile..it's been taken
I have no hurt..because I have no heart
I don't dare breath..for when I do I fear what might happen next
My phone rings..I don't answer
My computer beeps..I shut it off
The T.V. is on..I turn it off and set in the dark
Stuck in my own thoughts..as my hand moves slowly to my hip
I begin to cry moistless tears..because there are no more in me
No more tears, no more smile, no more feeling
It's been taken from me
I have fallen into a loneliness that no one can get me out of
My friends, my family..they cannot help because I know the truth
I'm a Monster, a villian, a creature, a scary sight inside and out
For any kids parents to see
And that leaves me standing..with half a person beside me
Because it's scared and afraid
Maybe even more so then me for what may come next
What will happen next?
I saw a Husky today in the pet store in Roanoke
My heart cried tears for the future
Not only for the puppy but for mine as well
For in that Huskies eyes was a reflection of my own
The question of what comes next
The fear of what could happen
A small spark left..but not much to keep
The little flame lit for much longer
But yet again no tears could fall from my eyes
There were tears inside where my heart should be
In its place only a puddle of tears for this little puppy & I's future
The worse type of tears, more painful, less obvious
That Husky gave me hope, fear, courage, weakness, & strength all at once
Crazy I know
That particular dog, that type of dog, that dogs eyes
Made me feel a little..I just don't know what yet
I could continue my crazy rambling..but only one will understand fully what I'm saying,
And what I mean and he even might question my random ramble of words
Slowly forming sentences..yet not making sense
Hoping he isn't as scared as me..as worried as me
As full of pain as me..as lonely as me
As.....nothing as I am
He will be fine..I will be fine
After all time does heal all things
And at the end of the night after all has been said and done...all I want is to be told a story as I lay in bed..something original..something new..something I've never heard..something from the heart...
Poem written by Kayla
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This was wonderful! Thank you so much for sharing this with us Mathew. ~Ms. A.
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