heartbreak becomes inspiration
pain ebbs ideas swell
words flow freely ideas become reality
i've a story i must tell
my life on the page bloody sad true
a story so horrifying even stephen king would blanch
crawling sad and lonely on the road to hell
fact is horrifying much scarier than fiction
worse than monsters under the bed
a tale of woe love lost hearts bound in grief
shakespear has his tragic little tales
but i've lived mine as well
pain enough to fill a dictionary
no words sad enough to tell
a fairytale of the olden kind
no happy endings or knights to the rescue
just me cursed and alone
screaming in agony and writhing in pain
soul torn open ripped to the bone
left with these bloody picyures swirling in my head
hope love and reason lying dead
grief pain confusion sorrow loneliness all abound
my story yesterday today tomorrow into infinity
.............................THE END
Your story is not unique to you but when it is happening it feels like it is and that is why it is so scary and makes you want to curl up in a ball and hide from the world.......FInding the courage to face the world again to to open your heart up again is often easier said then done.......
ReplyDeleteRememinding ones self that we are worthy of love is not something we find easy to do.