Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Life Part 4: The Mature Saga

I miss him
I miss him for all the right and wrong reasons
I can breath when I use to say I could not
I can say so much now when he carried my words with his heart
But now I wondered I could love him again
Could I accept the love past the pain I felt for him
Could I understand the sorrow that pass through me from him
I learn to close my eyes to his pain
But over time I accepted that too
I could not search the waves of his heart
I couldn’t drown myself in his sorrows for his well was too deep
Even too deep for him
I had to be the raft in his ocean
To bring him a shore 
To kiss the brown sand 
To allow him to treasure again the land he left behind
 A voyage he tried to take but was not strong enough
I help in my own way
I presented myself as his personal lighthouse
 I guided him little by little to a path that seemed right
But over time he saw my light has a stay away frame
His mind wouldn’t give him pleasure in my light
So he saw me as dim
His close his doors to the light
Nothing could enter the cabin doors for he sealed them with the pains of concrete
He cover the windows with his sorrows
Blinds to never raise again
So I shined for as long as I could until my light needed to be replaced
To shine bright constantly for a someone is draining
I could not shine anymore
The dust of his back had covered me
I could not take much more of this cloak of darkness
I had to place my light down in the cellar where is heart now resides
All the things that was never said now lives in this basement
Now he comes to dust off the boxes
He wants to reopen what used to be closed
Now he asks….Can I shine once again
Can I bring him back to shores of the brown sands
My reply…is…undetermined




Sincerely Yours,
Can I

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