Mental Health
Eight Minutes of Light
Learn to let go; learn to relinquish. We each come into this world alone, simply to find someone to share our lives with. Yet, the person you thought would shelter you from the storms of life often turns out to bring the heaviest rain. A marriage that should have been intimate and close becomes a solitary existence.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 months ago in Poets
What Would Not Bow
I wailed waiting too, trying to save you, I turned, and we fell apart. Hardened by your safety, you opened your arms to flame and slipped from my reach. In grief’s rising sea, you wanted something to hold; I broke that in me. Her lies filled the dark, behind your father’s name left me bone and dust. Your gaze drifted east, leaving my south‑bound hands still; your borrowed gaze held mine. In the mirror’s stillness, I stripped the love held by my string, and found no more tears. I tried to nurse hope, glancing back toward the moon’s glow; it hid me, showed you. The still bear remains — no rose can move what won’t wake, the stillness that would not bow.
By Caitlin Charlton2 months ago in Poets
