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Tuesday, August 20, 2024

Anemoia

I saw myself 
In a video 
From a dark, dark time
A time when my tears
Outnumbered my joy
Religion told me I had failed 
Redemption meant
Begging on my knees 
And crying into the void
I had little 
Wedding presents in the closet 
Patched up couches in the carport 
Living in my childhood room
With two little babies 
An unfaithful husband 
And a broken heart
I see myself then, I see myself now
Who knew 
I would overcome all that
Yet love
eludes me
Am I a fool?
Afraid, though hopeful 
Still I don't know how long I can stand on the shifting sands
To see if bedrock lays underneath 

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