What is Hurt?

What is hurt?
Hurt is a black ocean swell - that rises within - up and up -
before crashing down upon the paper boat that holds my fragile soul
afloat in this endless sea of relentless tempests.
It is the sad reality of a tentative dream -
born once in innocence - then - smashed - and smashed again -
Laid bare to the bright glare of day -
until all that was - is left -shattered and unrecognizable. 
It is the all too familiar loss of the precious care worn picture held close -
against my trembling heart. 
The back of a head - as - one by one - They turn -
Leaving me to the dark confines of my own despair.
Hurt is the darkness hidden in even the bluest skies -
the cold flicker inside the burning flame.
It is the endless procession of shattered pedestals too broken to mend -
which line the long forgotten paths of memory -
sad fallen soldiers sacrificed on the pitiless blade of cruel unfeeling hope -
crumbling to dust in the wake of my weary amaranthine footsteps.  

Reviews

[duff]

I really like your imagery. Even in the brightest moments there is still darkness within and you captured it quite well. There are some great lines here and the last two I liked the most! Well done

[Bethsinitaly]

Thanks I appreciate you taking the time to read my work. I agree I try to live my daily life in the light but the dark is a wonderfully emotive place to explore from time to time :)

[duff]

I absolutely agree!