Darling,
Can you recall the last time you hurt?
Really hurt?
Hurt so bad you couldn't breathe?
Hurt so deep you couldn't see?
Hurt so much you couldn't bear?
I bet you think you can.
I bet you think you should.
I bet you think you have to. Need to even.
But I also bet that you don't.
That you can't really recall the burn.
The actual feeling.
The exact agony.
I bet you can't relive those painful moments.
Even when you try.
Even when you want to.
You might bring back a memory.
You might bring back an inkling of a semblance of a reminiscing moment in time.
Yet you won't be able to bring them back.
They're gone. As they should be. Swallowed by the past.
Because once the pain has passed.
Once you have moved on.
Once you've fought, and won, and conquered.
You'll find that pain will never return.
So when you're hurting now..
So bad that you can't breathe..
So deep that you can't see..
So much that you can't bear...
All you have to do is remember.
A time will come.
Where all you can say. Should say. Have to say...no...NEED to say is:
'I can't even remember'.
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Sounds like something happened… hugs.
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Nono – not at all actually. I’m just so happy that I hoped to share some insight with those who might not be…
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you wrote a fantastic poem about pain and recovery. Time does heal wounds.
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Lovely! Thank you so much!
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The body never remembers pain. And our minds can forget.
Lovely reminder, thanks.
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So true! Our bodies seem to be smarter than us, oftentimes!
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So well-expressed! Sometimes, those we deeply adored is the one who hurts us so much. Cheer up!
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Indeed they are! Thanks 😇
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You’re most welcome!
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Amazingly beautiful! Very well written!
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Thank you 🥰
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all the fucking time is all
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Hearhear.
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life is dirty and painful . not gonna preach. my prose is all over the plaaace. well done!
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The more it is said, the more the many will realize it’s true.
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At Best Pain Before
Now Zoe Is Just A Brief
Reminder To Appreciate
Pleasure Now
Waves Rise
Waves Fall
Yet They
Can And Will
Fall And Rise
At Best We Ride
Low High High Low
At Best We Continue Our Rides
One of The Best Measures of Happiness
Is Distance Between Riding High Low Waves
For How
Easy It is
To Stand
In Valleys
Firm
And
Fall Of
Mountain Tops Tall..:)
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beautiful Zoe!
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Thanks Cindy!
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You’re so welcome❣️
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I wish I couldn’t remember…
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Very interesting and beautifully written perspective.
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Thank you 😳😳
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This poem really hit home. A few simple words but a massive statement made. 😄
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I’m so glad to hear!
Thanks!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Beautiful poem….
NO words to say… but same mine situation..
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Thank you!
Hope things get better for you soon!
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or I can’t even remember the feeling 🙂
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That’s even better!
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