Sailing

Turn the wheel,

point the vessel west

away from the parting sorrow

of the pieces of my heart

they separate and drift apart

forgetting the bliss of yesterday

and openly welcoming the devastation of tomorrow

the effect on the outside

not as undone as the bloody scene inside

but nonetheless victimized

crying out foul play

to any who will listen

but few ears want to hear heart ache

just as few hearts care to feel it

I am no exception

my heart breaks as easily as the next

but quite possibly worse

for no stone walls barracade my heart

and my emotions speak louder than words

they can't be silenced or stifled

can't be hidden or held back

I'm simply alone and vulnerable

no suit of armor to promote safety and honor

no mask to hide the blue eyed flood of tears

my inability to dignify loves wrath seems

to match my unwillingness to let love go

while my dramatic definition of the word

plays on repeat in my head

hope tells me others will come

to grace the chapters of my life

though my guy wishes they wouldn't

I just don't know how many times i can be lifted to heaven

and drop to rock bottom safely

but i feel the breeze coming now

blowing my hair from my face

and filling my sails

just enough to steer clear of the old love wrecked ships

i will survive as long as dawn breaks every morning

and lights my way

Reviews

[L.M.K.]

Wonderful. "no suit of armor to promote safety and honor" perfect line. Also you included a good and dteady ending.