Poem

A wound is forever.

It is past, it is over.
What has happened,
can’t be undone.
The hurt is deep
You are no longer

The time is now
We can start today
To heal the wounds
and mend our ways
never the same
as before
but many things
learned.
Not known before.

You wonder why
You scream out loud
You arch your neck
And ask the sky
you wait and wait
For no reply
Tears build up
drop from your eye
You are broken
And don’t know why





To Be Loved
It is
a cloud
that gives
moments
shade,
on a hot
day.