It is possible to
rebuild one’s life but
starting from scratch is
easier rebuilding is not
the same as repairing
To repair you must
first find what is
broken and either plug
paint or plaster either
replace refund or refinish
but you are constantly
reminded that what is
now isn’t as strong
as it was before
Whereas rebuilding one’s life
requires leaving the hole
which you have dug
before perhaps too close
to the volatility of
water or near volcanoes
prone to explosive eruptions
behind behind with everything
near dear and familiar
including your own past
and start digging anew
The only real way
to rebuild one’s life
is to allow and
require the past to
belong where it rightfully
does and always will
back there behind you
Category: Start/End Relationships
EverAgainEver
I do remember
Of course I
remember I remember
fondly but not
longingly time has
severed that connection
like a prisoner
pulling his chain
free from post
sending him somewhere
anywhere else but
there where misery
pain and suffering
occurred once love
had souringly curdled
I have rinsed
my mouth of
you and wiped
my lips clean
but yes I
do remember of
course I remember
I never lost
the taste of
you but I
doubt that I
will enjoy you
ever again ever
Raindrops
When it rains here
I’m reminded of the
broken hearts in Heaven
Each raindrop that lands
on my dry sleeve
makes me solemnly remember
all the precious souls
that meant so much
to me passing far
far too soon and
each raindrop signifies to
me the number of
times that I forgot
to admit to myself
and to them that
I did love them
Maybe one day rain
will just be rain
not sorrow from above
Toxic
Toxic is toxic
Toxic will eventually
Eat its way
Through absolutely everything
If given the
Drip long enough
Life or love
Cannot survive toxicity
It can muster
But it will
Eventually collapse mutate
Becoming something recognizable
To the toxin
But not to
Its unwitting host
Remove what’s left
Nurture just that
And leave to
Die what has
Already been dead
CouldIJust
Could I be something
Something other than that
Could I be anything
Anything other than expected
Could I just be
Just be just because
Or must I be
What is ever missing
Could I just be
Just ever be me
Being me is enough
Except when being you
Is always lacking something
Something that’s not me
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 