Tonight, I had to let go of hopes and dreams that I'd built because I was the only one that drew up the blueprints. Like sand in the wind I had to watch them fly away and stop trying to fruitlessly hold onto them. My heart will remain where it is, but I acknowledge that it stands there alone. Tonight I made peace with that. Take care of yourself until our paths meet again sir.
Copyright © 2010 Natasha Guy
it is a beautiful thing to be able to heal through words, to tell someone to go to hell, tell someone how you really feel, how they made you feel, to lay all those thoughts down in cryptic, poetic form - make 'em think we talking about them but "them" is really a metaphor for something else. these are the wonderful advantages of being a poet.
ReplyDeleteyour Light shines, Queen!