‘I’m not okay’, she said tears rolling down her cheeks.
‘I need a hug’, she added wiping them away with the back of her hands.
‘I am sorry for the mess,’ she said falling into tears again.
‘Why does this keep happening to me?’
‘Why?’
Hers is a heart that knows no bounds
A soul that seeks no perfection
A mind with no restrictions
And today everything hurts
Her bones
Her heart
Her soul bleeds,
She weeps
Her mouth grants
Where did I go wrong?
Questions that ring in her mind
Why didn’t I see this coming?
Ruefulness stings her being
If only I knew
She bites her lip
Buries her face in her hands
And lets out a scream.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
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Catherine Nyomenda
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Comments (5)
Do we ever see pain coming though. It usually hits like a bolt of lightning. We have all been there and done that, and will keep doing that, it is life and all the ups and downs, yet we move on to the beauty of it all.
Looking back it is easy to wonder.
Why didn't I see this coming. That's a question I often ask myself. This poem was so heartbreaking and poignant. I loved it!
Wonderfully written! Very powerful’! I hope she feels better!
Beautiful piece, so emotional ❤