that day

May 28, 2013 at 2:50 am 9 comments

the day he walked away

is the day i turned to stone.

my heart barely beating;

existing

as a faint

and

distant drone.

though time is said to heal;

lessen the pain,

this remedy has done nothing

to obliterate my ache.

sometimes i wish

to turn back the clock –

reverse decisions made,

but

time is cruel –

moves only forward

leaving regrets

which slowly fade.

that day he walked away

is the day i turned to stone.

my heart no longer beating –

only frigid

and

alone.

BUT

that was then and this is now,

with tools wrapped in the palm of my hands;

chiseling away

to find a smarter heart –

carving

a much stronger self

in which to stand.

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9 Comments Add your own

  • 1. thesanctuaryofmyheart  |  May 28, 2013 at 2:52 am

    Oh, Sweetie, I find such encouragement in this. It shows you getting stronger. You will get there….little by little each day. Praying for you and your kids. Hugs!!

    Reply
  • 2. gita4elamats  |  May 28, 2013 at 3:17 am

    Keep chiseling away! 🙂

    Reply
  • 3. psychologypathology  |  May 28, 2013 at 2:59 pm

    It’s lovely. Well written. There is no option butobe fully yourself. And this fool too. You know he loves you.

    Reply
    • 4. words4jp  |  May 28, 2013 at 3:36 pm

      i hope he still does, yet i am no longer feeling this way.

      Reply
  • 5. Dom DiFrancesco  |  May 28, 2013 at 4:27 pm

    Absolutely beautiful, it sounds like you are on the right track…keep going, you will get there. 🙂

    Reply
  • 6. D Brockmeyer ~ Edmonton, Alberta, CANADA  |  May 28, 2013 at 9:42 pm

    Oh I love this. Love it. Beautiful indeed *xo*

    Reply
  • 7. prayingforoneday  |  May 28, 2013 at 10:27 pm

    Right from the best place this one. I felt it..
    As said, beautiful…. xx

    Reply
  • 8. Kira  |  May 29, 2013 at 1:58 am

    Stand strong sweet friend and sister!! Stand strong. I will join you with my chisel in hand…we shall stand! Hey I rhymed…heehee

    Reply
  • 9. keladelaide  |  May 31, 2013 at 9:39 am

    With your tools you will create strength.

    Reply

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