I know
I am a monster to you
That is the only way you
can hope to understand my
choices
And I know
the monster you think I am
is hurting you
and I am
so
sad
for your hurting
I think you would like me to explain
I would be happy to
I think it could help you hurt less
But you can’t hear me
when your fingers are in your ears
You cling to control
in hope of getting love
just like me
But I am learning a new way now
FREEDOM
And this new way doesn’t shout
or force
But waits
and hopes
for the day when you take your fingers out of your ears
yourself
You can have your way
that’s okay with me
you just can’t
have me
too
I know your hurting
started long before me
and I wish
there was something I could do to
salve your wounds
make you whole
I long
for the day
when I see you in Heaven
and you don’t hurt anymore
I see you there
in my mind’s eye
and I rejoice
I know that what you think
can’t hurt me
or change who I truly am
so until then –
when you are whole
and the hurting has stopped –
I have to let you think
I am a monster
It is compassion
relinquish
love
((((hugs))))
feeling it, my friend. thank you!!!
oh, it’s beautiful. I love the flow in and out of the layout of the words…kind of like the mix of emotions. Just brings me tears…very deep, and I love the picture of hope in heaven when you both are no longer hurting.
Thanks, Karen. Great to hear your response. Was wondering what you would think.
and while I don’t think the fact that it’s poetry is any more scary than the vulnerability you showed, the other thought that occurred to me is that the visual of it is also like breathing in and out just the way life continues, we take one breath after another…put one foot in front of the other.
you are so beautiful, my friend! thank you for your vulnerability. xo
Thanks, Kristine! Glad to have you as a friend and a reader! So miss you down here.
LOVE THIS!
Thank you my dear!
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