
Your joyous memories are gone now,
but the bad ones still remain.
A gut-wrenching reminder,
a time filled with constant pain.
Although not all moments were so bleak,
I wish I'd had more time to speak.
Perhaps for fear of appearing weak,
a healthy mind I did not seek.
But hushed, silent, mute, did I remain.
all that time filled with pain.
But what was I to do?
Raise my hand back up to you?
And what if I'd have seen it through,
give you reason, for what you do.
I guess then I'd have been to blame,
a reason for that lasting pain.
These old wounds might never close,
and so my heart might never open.
I close my eyes and look inside,
should I sleep, not to be woken?
Forfeiting thoughts engulf my brain,
is there no way to stop this pain?
I won't, hopefulness, I shall retain,
confident when spoken.
I will discover love I deserve,
my heart can be unbroken.
...
So on this earth I will remain,
hoping one day will heal this pain.
About the Creator
Lana Jayne
My name is Lana.


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