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.