Pain

A quiet, unguarded moment

And the pain seeps in

Onto your face.

And I see it.

After years of neglect

The damage is done.

The past is now

Your only future.

Tears cloud your eyes

But you won't let me see.

I can help you

If only....

You'd let me.

Broken pieces of your life,

Are scattered by across the yard.

Why did you walk away?

Why couldn't things stay

The way they were?

Author's Note

New title?

Reviews

[February Kapusniak]

Nice poem very interresting piece

[Kirbetsy]

Really good poem.
"Why couldn't things stay/ The way they were?" I feel like that all the time especially after moving

[Crowley]

Nice write about change, it happens and there isn't a damn thing we can do about it except be flexible and embrace it for what it is. We hate it when it is happening, and in another breath we say, things happen for a reason. Good job.

[Alex Thomas]

I like it. You're going insane on the writer's cafe. The last two lines of the second stanza are a bit out of rhythm... After soul in the last stanza, put a comma to symbolize the one thought. By our special tree? Doesn't that sound familiar? (I'm joking with you.)