I came to you broken
A million jagged pieces
asking you to give me back what I was.
Raging against the storm
the rain stinging my face
I demand this
Give me back my self
I need to know myself
I need to see myself
I beg, I plead, I cajole
but there is only the wind and the rain
the wildness of the storm
It is the same storm
that lives inside of my soul
It is the same storm that has ripped out my heart
and left me in this broken, empty state
I am angry, beyond angry
I don’t want to be here anymore,
I don’t want to do this
although I am not even sure what this is
By dawn, the storm and I have both exhausted our fury
The sky is clearing and I am left in a heap
on the wet grass
Spent, empty, cleansed
As I open my eyes I see one tiny shard
Sparkling on the ground
Written on it is the word Peace
I pick it up and smile
Nothing is what I thought
Nothing is in my control
I can only collect the tiny pieces of my soul
one at a time and put myself back together
Today would have been my father’s birthday. I wrote this after a week of over 100 degree heat and finally a storm blew in. I’ve put myself back together again, but the pieces will never be the same. One day I shall see you in Valhalla and we will drink and dance and tell stories again.
xx P
❤️
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Oh wow. 💖
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This is well written.
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Thank you 😊
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So sweet
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Wow.
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I’m grieving my own father as well…Very well written.
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It takes a long time to feel normal. My father died a week later.
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I love this! Beautiful
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Sublime !
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beautifully written. XOXOXO
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Thank you!
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Powerful emotions. They do feel like a storm, and they blow out eventually though they leave us forever changed. I’m so sorry for the loss of your dad, and I’m glad you found a shard of peace when the new day dawned.
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Thank you so much!
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One word: WOW! ❤
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Hey P,
An impassioned, raw and heart felt poem, I found it emotive: very moving. Thank you.
As a shard chipped from the old block, I imagine you’ll always be the much loved twinkle in your Dad’s eye 🙂
I hope calm prevails and you have settled after the storm. Take care in all ways always.
Namaste 🙂
DN
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Thank you. That is very kind of you.
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My pleasure. Thank you for sharing your poem.
Namaste 🙂
DN
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Oh honey. This is amazing!
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Thank you 😊
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