Touch and Go
I once lost a love that so deeply touched my heart,
it left me wounded; pricked by thorns that pierced my soul.
Sorrow brewed within me. Heartache, I did impart
to the point of feeling broken; no longer whole.
I withered when hearing, "Life goes on. You'll be fine."
The place I wanted to go was at my love's side.
I've been off balance, there's nothing I can align.
Life is vexing for me when I just want to hide.
I can't deny that each day has been touch and go,
prowling in shadows, searching for what I had lost,
not caring if I tumbled where fickle winds blow
or if I drowned in the sea, where memories tossed.
To be touched by love that left me so desolate
makes it hard to live. I have no move...it's stalemate.
April 8, 2021
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Copyright © Jenna Logan | Year Posted 2021
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