Inspired by a song I love
when it rains it pours
yet it opens doors to light
we gain clarity from those we lost
along the way.....
The ones we are left with who
we thought loved us
we thought we knew us
like the back of a hand
alone at night after we
are fast asleep
we remain amazed at those
who we thought knew the real
me myself and I...
those who once believed in us
loved us unconditionally
and would never ever lay
a hand on me not in a million years
yet emotional harm is far worse
than bruises or scrapes along the way
as in "sticks and stones may break
my bones but words can never hurt me"
I remain hurt, shocked, in disbelief
not Denial no not anymore...not now.
It's gone too far to walk away
as much as he wants me to walk away
it won't happen. Not today and Not tomorrow.
I know when I look to the sky
she is there with me and when
I see a yellow butterfly her
strength, wisdom, courage and grace
overcome me with the unconditional love
It's just so spiritual and how I so wish as we all do
that I made better decisions, better choices....
Yet without regret I remain hurt, lonely and in despair
in the midst of my life, what used to be our life.
When it rains it pours but my doors are open.