Poetry

I’ve come to realize…


my soul runs from grief
your reach out a fakery
I lived in your lies
 

weeping rigid tears 
bitterness answers to none
downfall of lovers
  
our sorrowful tale
like a mawkish tearjerker
I laugh out loud
 

The picture by itself can tell a thousand stories. But I am increasing the complexity a little. Here is a paragraph from another source.

So what exactly happened here? A woman felt powerless because she was unable to let go of a story she was holding onto which made her a victim. Even though she no longer saw this man, her former lover, she carried him within, and over and over again inside was keeping this version of the story alive.

Reena’s Exploration Challenge – week 63

My other blog ThusNSuch

-Eugenia

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15 replies »

  1. I can so relate to this. Letting go is sometimes hard. Even if you know it’s for the best. You’ll come out on the other side. Well most of us do.

    Have a fabulous day and weekend, Eugenia. ♥

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