Liar
He came stealthily, consistently
whispering in her ear
You will love it, Liar said.
It being most anything to
cripple, consume, destroy her.
Maybe she tried not to hear
Maybe I tried not to see
and yet,
their pact grew stronger
He came disguised as mother
whispering in her ear
Take my hand, Liar said,
the abyss is not that far
and I am here to guide you
Maybe she tried not to follow
Maybe I tried not to look
nevertheless,
her hands grew colder
Liar came and away she went
whispering in his ear
At last my love, she said
we’ll do those things you promised
together, consumed, destroyed
Maybe she’s trying to forget
Maybe I cannot remember
either way,
my small heart is cracked
9 comments:
i really like your poem, though it sounds as though it was born of heartache... God's best to you today...
praying...
Great Poem! Yay!
I don't know what to say about this poem. It opened my own wounded heart in sympathy. Somethimes there are no answers.....love is everything. anaa
Long, heavy sigh. Don't know what else.
Thanks again for opening your heart.
Silenced.
And this phrase haunts...
Maybe she's trying to forget
Maybe I cannot remember
either way,
my small heart is cracked
my heart is cracked alongside your own for realities such as this - thank you for being an advocate and speaking up so loudly with emotional words
beautiful, heart wrenching....
hits close to home for me
I see similarities in my own reality
prayers
Tina
It pierces my heart.
Praying....
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