The pain returns Again it burns Consuming me So totally In scorching flames Lit Ė to your shame I die again As I did then; The dead donít cry So why do I? It would have been A lesser sin To run me through Why didnít you?
wow Denise...this is awesome...you have captured the essence of these emotions...the last stanza is powerful.. take care, jm
Now for me some words come easy But I know that they don't mean that much Compared with the things that are said when lovers touch You never knew what I loved in you I don't know what you loved in me Maybe the picture of somebody you were hoping I might be jackson browne
Awww Denise, after a beautiful day at the ocean, what struck you to give you such pain? I'm sorry for whatever it is that causes you such grief my friend! Many hugs and much love to you! With prayers too!
Florida's Foreverly Shores
Thank you all so much for reading and commenting. Betrayal of trust, I think, is one of the worst pains in the world. I didn't realize until the other day that this pain was still so strong within me. Thanks again for your warm and wonderful comments and thanks Rebecca for the hugs and prayers.
Cape Cod Massachusetts USA