GllimpsesA Poem by Anna Marie
These days being spent catching glimpses of the past
Eternity has been running through my mind like sand in a storm I know I've known you every moment before i was born Every door that opened only to shut before me was leading me This life has been a battle to keep from being devoured by pain I cast out a plea into the universe, please let him find me or i live in vain There came a beacon dull but steady, pulse strong and unwaivering Scars of my past begin to scream, they bleed like dying leeches never to let go The chains of past cling and drag behind me pulling so desperately to keep me still The doubt, fear, anguish, and pain feed like starving animals of the wild on my heart Will i ever break free from these things that burden and consume my being My answered call too has leeches, chains , and cloudy thoughts-does he see me? Moments i find a break in the storm where i can find peace and comfort in his arms I feel my body tremble as im introduced to a link long misplaced from my existence The rhythm in my heart tells me as i approach this beacon that behind it a steel door awaits The key he wears around his neck protected and guarded by monsters that hold him in his past it is my task to tame his monsters so i may reach, reach to claim the key that no doubt belongs to me The key will set me free -the key opens the door behind his heart-this key we forged together long ago Glimpses, glimpses of the past thats all that he lets by the monsters of his keep With every passing moment my own despots slowly lose their grip and i shake them off I hold my staff firmly in my grasp, i strike it down and the chains break way i see the beacon more clearly The shadows are almost all encompassing around him could i ever cast my own light bright enough for him to see Does he see ive come for him it is not just he who came for me- longing for the moment he wont let me be Monsters come out to play each time he catches glimpses, glimpses of me
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Added on May 17, 2023 Last Updated on May 17, 2023 AuthorAnna MarieErwin, TNAboutWriting since i could form words, with grandmas help. Releasing inner musings, ponderings, joys and pains. Lost my love 1.29.20 every breath I take is in his memory, even when I fall short. Explo.. more..Writing
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