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: 
My community
My country
Our world


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