Letter in the dark
In shadows cast by memories' sway,
I pen this note where demons play,
To you, my love, who stood so tall,
I reach across the chasm's call.
Forgive me for the storms I brewed,
For words like knives, harsh and crude,
In moments where the silence fell,
I turned to chaos — oh, can you tell?
The echoes of my tempest's roar,
Chased you away, shut every door.
I wore my heart like tangled thread,
And in my fury, love lay dead.
I wish I could rewind the clock,
To soothe your heart, to heal the shock,
Each scream, each fight, a cry for help,
But all you saw was the beast I dealt.
Amidst the pain and fractured pride,
There flickers warmth I tried to hide,
A lover lost in shadows deep,
A heart that struggled, failed to keep.
Your laughter dances in my mind,
A tender balm I long to find,
But I was lost, unanchored, torn,
A boat adrift, a rose unlorn.
So here I stand, this fragile soul,
A whispered truth, a fissured whole,
If healing finds you on your way,
Know I wish you love, come what may.
Forgive my darkness, learn and grow,
For that tempest's tide will ebb, I know,
I’m better now, though scars remain,
Yet still, your kindness haunts my brain.
I’ll carry lessons forged in pain,
And let the sun break on the rain,
In echoes soft, I still believe,
In all the love that weaved and weaved.
So to the you I once adored,
I hope you find what I ignored,
In peace, in joy, in brighter skies,
This BPD heart, still learning how to rise.
Inspired by my last love that ended in feb 2023
Copyright © Davina Browne | Year Posted 2024
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