Damage DoneA Poem by MissRedthe damage is done over and over again each week another dent, another ding demolishing me little by little i don't even recognize myself anymore.
i think there can be peace with time, more time but days go by and into weeks, soon months the pain still grows and grows i'm left holding my chest, eyes closed tight.
i can't help but wonder where you are, how you are not knowing is a sadness, a hurting of its own kind a silent suffering that bites and bites taking pieces of me with each swallow.
i tell myself i only want is best, what you need for what you need is not me, cannot be me you deserve more, so much more despite it all, i've got to let you go now.
© 2008 MissRedAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on August 6, 2008 Last Updated on August 6, 2008 AuthorMissRedTXAboutI'm simple and complicated at the same time. I'm 38, a mom, a wife, a teacher, a daughter, and a sister. Those are the most defining details about me. I'm Texan and was raised on a cattle ranch, but I.. more..Writing
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