So as I look at this mile mark, I come to the full realization that I am not stuck in the past- but the past has left such an indelible mark that it is necessary to purge the grief and let the tears flow. It is part of living fully: not denying that the loss is forever engraved on my heart, but recognizing that it as much a part of me as breathing. and that is ok.
A Decade of Tears
Sept
6, 2014
For some reason I
thought the tears would stop falling
For some reason I thought
my mind would stop calling for you.
For some reason I
thought I would stop counting days
for some reason I
thought I would move through the haze.
But
a decade of tears have gathered
There’s
a river of sadness and grief
And
its growing and flowing becoming an ocean
A
Decade of tears at my feet.
For some reason I
thought life would continue
For some reason I
thought that I’d let you go
For some reason I
thought that the hurt would be less
For some reason I
thought I’d get over this mess…but no
For
a decade of tears have gathered
There’s
a river of sadness and grief
And
its growing and flowing becoming an ocean
A
decade of tears at my feet.
For some reason
people think that I’m fierce and I’m strong
For some reason people
think that I’m moving forward along
For some reason I’ve
managed to fool all the world except me
For some reason I
just can’t let old memories be
So
a decade of tears have gathered
There’s
a river of sadness and grief
And
its growing and flowing becoming an ocean
A
decade of tears at my feet.
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