Where Have You Been?

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Where Have You Been?

The tears rolling down stain my cheeks,
I feel lost, forgetting where I am supposed to be.
The strength of your hand lifts me up high,
I just can't see where to go with so many clouds in the sky.
I have wandered off my path and my heart is filled with regret,
How could I hurt you so? I promised never to forget.
I reach my hand into the unknowing darkness led by a rail,
I can't see my feet, steps or shadow. My fear: I won't know where I fell.
My legs are getting weak from the journey and all I can think of is rest.
Rest.
REST.
My strength is behind me and my knees buckle in pain,
My words are uncontrollable like the rumbling of thunder followed by rain.
My destiny was once so clear and within my being,
I'm lost, just lost. I will be OK. That is my reasoning.
My nose is filled from the tears stinging my eyes,
Get up, come on, get up! There is so much to realize.
Even though my footing is slow and unsteady,
I look to the mirror and finally see the fading of ME.
Air fills my lungs as I lower my head and just try to breathe,
Broken and bruised, all I want is to know peace.
Within that reflection something looked back,
I reached within from a place of strength, instead of lack.
I have been down this road before and know tomorrow is just beyond,
How will I treat it? Who will I honor? How do I carry on?
Guilt overwhelms me and self hate takes the stage,
I just need to say I'm sorry, so sorry for treating you that way.
The tears reach my throat and tickle the little hairs,
I can't quite see much now and know you could be anywhere.
I think I'm ready to bring you back home,
Your soul has been restless and now you don't have to fear the unknown.
I take your love and send it out into the world,
I'm so sorry I was greedy and apologize for your words I never heard.
I reach out to you and promise to keep you safe,
Your path is still shadowed by dark times but you will find your way.
Give yourself some credit and dust off the bruises,
You need to live each day with joy there aren't any excuse.
I know you are still delicate and I will handle you with care,
I will regain my steps because I know you will be there.
So as I carefully study my reflection once more,
I wipe the tears and make a promise to love you unconditionally, forever more.

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In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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