bitterness or is it?
I stood alone as you cuddled,
Where I wept silently, Alone!
Together you grieved, privately,
Not letting me intrude.
The years of bitterness, Swept away.
As you comforted one another
In solitude, I went mad,
Wishing I could release the anguish.
The pain built up,
As well as the fears,
Protecting the ones I loved.
From discovering what I knew.
Two little souls, wondering,
What had recently happened.
Two tiny people, not understanding,
The passing of their only cousin,
To be told she had become a shining star.
And would never be seen again.
So now we're at a standstill,
Life continuing on,
The children remember what she looked like,
But not the person within.
If only they were older, if only
Yet however hard if only's would exist.
The couple so strong and united at first,
Have gone back to their old ways.
Resentment, jealousy and the backstabbing,
Took only days to revisit.
They remember the pain and of the loss,
Nonetheless, they forget what else they've got.
I'm no longer alone,
I have found my cuddles.
He stands by me in his own way,
Protecting me from those that hurt.
His words can be cruel, as he is no diplomat,
But he loves me and wants what's best for me.
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