The Leaving And The Returning
You left, leaving me shocked and groundless
this tsunami I did not foresee
and my world stopped as did my breath
the pain was crushing, a boulder the size of the moon
and I cried quietly at night with only my house plants to hear
Valium nursed me through the days as death flirted in my ears
but slowly I recovered, as the vicious knife-stab healed
leaving a mound of ugly, fleshy scar tissue
now you want to return and I want to take you back...
but I won't...
I can't...
I mustn't...
for this heart of mine would not survive
a second slash
This poem is about:
Me
My community
My country
Our world