HEALING

BY MONIQUE DOUCETTE

The days will pass by,

And the healing will start.

But I don’t know how to put together my heart.

The pain wells up inside it,

Red and full of heat.

The lies that it accepted, the deception so sweet.

My eyes no longer cry, they only sting with pain.

My feelings drop from me like drops of sullen rain.

I clench my fists in anger as I sink low to the ground. My stomach turns in sadness and I hear not a single sound.

NO comfort for the weary, no rest, no love.

The darkness closes in, the shadows from above.

My breathing gets so shallow, I have no where to turn.

For everyone I’ve trusted has left me with a burn.

And the loneliness presses in like pressure so strong.

And my mind tries to decipher where it was I went wrong.

But nothing makes sense to my broken choking heart. I will lay here, in ruins

And wait

For the

Healing

To start.