The Nightmare

Usually

When I cry, I cry alone

I hold a force inside until it spills, hot and hurting

From my eyes and heart

But today my tears had companions

As I wake I don't find relief

From the nightmare that encompasses my soul

A bad movie replayed on what should have been

A sweet summer morning, with nothing but blue sky and sunshine

Instead of gray grief and smoke

Typically

When I grieve, I'm on my own

But not today

As searing pain replaces light-hearted innocence

And my eyes focus in the dark

I realize today I feel the weight of many

Who carry sadness like mantles

Attached to their backs

When I close my eyes I hope the illusion would shatter

But my eyes open and I'm still there

Normally,

When my pain hits

It's only in my heart

But now I see through an ash-filled haze

The faces of those who feel the burn of betrayal

and hold on to a hope that it wasn't real

Ten years ago, it wasn't true

And inside this lie we wait for relief

From the nightmare

The pain, brought in one summer morning

(We love you, those who lost their lives 09/11/2001)

Reviews

[Matt "Mickey" Denney]

This is really good! I can appreciate the intensity of the emotions and the words speak loudly :)