A long time ago
I packed it away.
Buried it deep
So I could move forward.
But somehow it got out.
It captured me
And now it won’t let go.

I can’t move forward.
I’m stuck.
Stuck in the middle of it;
Drowning in it;
Buried and gasping for air;
Trying to break free.

Free from the past.
Free from the pain.
Free from the life
That would not be.
So I can move forward
For real.
And finally

One Response to Mourning
  1. Amy Darigol
    May 10, 2012 | 2:43 pm

    I haven’t written a poem in a long while. Probably not since the last time I was here. Some may think it is too personal, but my jewelry designs come from inside me and this is inside me too.

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