I paint myself in agony
Laying lilies on the ground
I know I'll never see you again
this makes my blood pound
If my heartbreak was full colour
you couldn't handle the light
it seeps from me by the hour
still it builds up, I bleed bright
Oh God grant me peace
and rest this weary heart
I cannot bear the pain
of us forever being apart
Oh God give me pure courage
to handle days and years ahead
until you're calling me home
and I lay deathly still and dead
As I embrace the suffering
missing all the ones that I love
holding it close to my breast
it wings to drift a song above
Hallelujah, I hear a choir sing
You've decided to end this burn
does this mean this heartbreak
slips off as he comes to mourn
As I close my eyes at the last
I hope and pray I see his face
just say one thing my darlings
as I go to meet Gods grace.
If they come to say Goodbye
I shall leave the softest of sigh's.
Comments
Dear Jerry
The best poems, mine anyway, are autobiographical, yes this is real every pain is true ... even the light ... though I feel pain I still love him/them. So the only way I can see my pain is pure light. Burning painful light. Our children are the best and worst of us ... it is what it is. I wondered recently when I'd stop missing him/them ... the answer is of course infinitely and always, thanks for your most lovely comment
Kindest Regard Jayne x
Jayne
My dear lady Jayne
how sad and pleasing I understand your pain and agony over losing a loved one as I have lost many as well
this is well written as I feel all the emotion that went into the writing
Dear sweer Chrys
I feel like my heart will never mend. I know you know that feeling. I sat out in the cold tonight watching the sky as I often do. And in that beautiful black fabric brushed heaven I watch the stars and the cold and the pain fade away. Tonight I saw a shooting star sooo bright it was stunning that it lit up the night if there hadn't been such a bright moon it would have been even more spectacular. I haven't slept since Monday morn' at 7am I tore my rotator cuff in a fall last week just thought I had a sore shoulder lol yeah I know I'm an idiot I should be had it seen to straight away. I'm ok between my back, my shoulder and my bloody kidneys I'm a walking wreck. Lol. Anyway thank you so much for reading and commenting. Its so very much appreciated. I have so many unpublished poems and unfinished poems. I am going to try and lots one every other day...
My love as always Jayne x
Hi Jayne
I absolutely refuse to do any critique on this as whenever a poet bares their soul it would be profane to nit pic........stan
Dear Bro
Thank you for reading and being witness... hugs xxx
Much love Sis xxx