Washing You Away

 

I no longer want to write poems

about the way you could make my skin move.

I no longer want my heart to remember your smile

or the way you whispered to me in the dark.

 

I want to wash away the feeling your name stirs

In the pit of my stomach,

where it once flittered in the cathedral of my heart

I want to wash it all away.

 

If I could send the file of you, deep into the cellar

of my memories and all things great and holy-I would

pack you into an oversized manila folder and label it

“do not open until heart is healed”

 

I want to skip over the head throbbing-heart ache

that makes my eyes want to bathe in misery

locked into thinking of you

While my chest heaves in the failure and mourning of us.

 

I weep for the stolen pieces of my heart

and the way you slipped into my list of needs.

I am brave and know that I can weather the storm

that rages within and hope that my heart holds tight.

 

I surrender to the sorrow in my sacred woman heart.

I forgive myself for faltering and I forgive

You, for recklessly abandoning the boy in you

who just wants to be loved.

Reviews

[L.I. Black]

The emotion in this almost makes you want to cuddle the person and give them giant chocochip muffins to make them feel better o-o (Something I do for my daughter haha)
But this is a truly amazing bit of work! I'm sure everyone can relate to it from some point in their life which only makes it better.

[cest la vie]

What a lovely, heartrending write. This was nicely written and flowed very smooth. Really enjoyed this piece.

Lynne