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by: Albuquerque Annie
There's a sore spot on my heart
Rubbed raw by losing you.
I sigh a long, inaudible sigh for you.
Hot breath slowly passes between my lips
Finally emptying me completely.
I know it will hurt a long time.
I should be happy in a peaceful place like this.
A cool breeze brings a refreshing forest scent,
Birds sing merrily and try to get me to dance,
And shafts of sunlight slash through the trees
Making strange patterns on the packed-dirt trail.
Yet, I sit here with my head in my hands,
Literally a bump on a log,
Atlas with the weight of the world on my shoulders.
I sit here thinking of you my friend,
Thinking of you....
I want to hit something, pound it into the ground!
I want to cry hard and let everything out!
I want to yell long and loudly
Like the eerie, fierce wind of a bad storm!
I want all those things, but there's no time now.
I have to fulfill my obligations, journey on.
If I could have those things,
Would anyone think I'm foolish?
If so, I issue this challenge:
Tell me! How else should I feel?
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