A Beautiful Ending

"A Beautiful Ending." I have searched through the depth of my soul and never regretted standing alone under the torrential storm that day awaiting the approach of the ferry to anchor i felt the need to be hugged by my man to forgive me as I had a confession I was going to heal & feel that i am not alone and had to finish what i had started. Hours Later the ferry arrived empty lifeless with only The scent of his soul . My story is about wounds that would have lasted forever or even a life time as for years I was abused a failure weak Ugly I had no friends I had no respect from anyone when awake I was haunted by my own image my bed that I never left day or night became my only love. I wanted everything around me to stop come to a complete halt! I did not want to hear a door bell ring or smell flowers or watch the birds fly or wait for winter summer spring or fall. Voices irritated my mechanism music around me was heard like The moaning of a mother over the loss of her child drowning for me was better than surfacing thunder made me scream lighting made me run hide in the closet dripping of the rain became like drums in my ears. That same moment how I wished i could migrate never Look back but keep moving moving until I discover My peaceful river sit and gain my strength survive to Live through spring while listening to natures rhythm, And pray for the winter winds to wipe away my fears even Through my loneliness enable me to breath that sigh of relief. I had regrets when I became fully aware how much I have been selfish thinking only of myself as never did my man complain when i looked into his eyes i saw how much pain he was going through that was one of those days that made me definitely decide to seek professional help before its too late. I needed to stop! stop! now! rediscover my identity To love life to listen to the showers water running like a river people laughing radio news people crying people dressed others undressed work buses full schools young students life is ahead of them cars with one passenger or more trains people inside reading their newspaper parks full of life running nowhere just running dogs happy being out of there indoor prison playing with their masters cats meowing for a friend calling a companion an alarm clock ticking a wake up call business men and women running to work all of sudden i created a picture that is alive, and i am looking forward to be included, i will, i am, i will tell him and i will change. I love the scent of my mans soul and reached out for his forgiveness. Terry. 16/1/2013