Spurious Barricade.

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The swell of grief entombs me

traps my spirit

caged

crushed.

When I smile

guilt soaks me

the sting of tears mocking.

A barrage of realisations,

revealing what I let die

the beauty I suffocated

in my eagerness to be free.

Except I never asked for my freedom …

you chose it

and then I locked you out.

All my promises of love

washed away by my own selfishness.

So now regret consumes me

and my only reason to carry on

is the legacy you left.

How I wish you hadn’t

left me.

©mypastmademe.com 2016

 

 

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Tarot of my Heart

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I see the questions

  in the weighted, charcoal sky.

The answers whisper to me

  from the soft earth.

I feel the criticisms in the cold wind,

  stinging my face.

Praise falls on me in the raindrops,

  soothing my skin.

I sense them talking about me,

  their betrayal a circle of fire.

My open heart emits forgiveness,

  their weakness something to pity.

Regret is not a pill I wish to swallow,

  nor a brooch to pin upon my coat.

Hope.

Hope is a fragrant flower,

  a blessing,

  a child’s kiss.

The future.

© www.mypastmademe.com 2011