I dont know whats so different about today Today I feel the knife twist Turn a little deeper Opening up the wound
Yet years have passed So why this pain Why now? Drowning in tears once again
Perhaps it's the music bringing me down Now your face is in my eyes Yet your eyes no longer see me Your ears no longer hear me Lips that no longer kiss me, or speak to me
Why does my heart bleed When I thought it had turned to stone? Why this day How many more days will I bleed Before my pennence is done
I wonder how to break this spell This incantation that you cast on me On days like these I wonder
This is just so heartrending in all its truthfulness. The personal despair, pain, and inner longing for it to just go away. But it never does. And it shows up at the most inopportune times. I could never have said it as wonderfully as you have in this piece. Simply amazing how you pull an individual into your work and leave us here sympathizing.
I could feel the spell of this pain so deeply.. cutting deep within your heart and mind.. leaving behind such a stain... I have wondered too.. and ache in the remembering.
This is a beautiful poem and I love the picture. The self pity and guilt trip is greatly explained within your lines...it leaves me wanting to hug you and shout out "THIS ISN'T YOUR FAULT"
This is just so heartrending in all its truthfulness. The personal despair, pain, and inner longing for it to just go away. But it never does. And it shows up at the most inopportune times. I could never have said it as wonderfully as you have in this piece. Simply amazing how you pull an individual into your work and leave us here sympathizing.
Dont worry if the sparrow chirps today,
Tomorrow the Nightingale shall sing
Judge me if you will, not on the words of another who may have their own agenda, but as YOU find me, as YOU .. more..