Deep Pain In Love
As I stare into space I find my hand clasping over my face,
Catching the words from my mouth, its clear I am in shock my screams cry out.
The physical pain in my chest, the anxiety in my stomach,
The sickness, my shallow breath.
I’m sorry I couldn’t have been more kind, I’m sorry I couldn’t have been more kind.
I can’t carry on- sitting and being strong,
Holding this together and hoping that you come back and we will be forever.
How can something so pure and true, go wrong within what seems a day or two.
I stare at my phone, check my e-mails, someone help me? I feel so alone.
I’m sorry I couldn’t have been more kind, I’m sorry I couldn’t have been more kind
A deep feeling of dread and panic,
That I will never be able to get through another minute.
I acknowledge that I pushed and pushed,
I recognise that I should have and could.
I’m sorry I couldn’t have been more kind. I’m sorry I couldn’t have been more kind.
At last calmness washes over me,
Thank you- I feel I am free.
In deep anguish comes light and clarity,
The only person I was punishing....... was me.
Thank you for being so kind, thank you for being so kind.
Copyright © Clare Gott | Year Posted 2012
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