Pain

Pain is a path we must follow,
Always hoping there will be no tomorrow.
Suck it up and try again,
It's amazing those words from a friend.
Moments of laughter,
They're so hard to remember after.
Cuts so deep into an old wound,
Who knew he'd leave you marooned.
Blood soaked tattered and torn,
I thought these feathers were meant to be adorned.
Teasing memories of what could have been,
Altered by a mortal sin.
High as a kite,
Taking it's final flight.
Turning around to walk away,
Out of my mouth, I love you anyways.
Tear stained pillows catching my sobbing breaths,
Feeling as though I've died a thousand deaths.
Now I lay me down to rest,
Who knows if I have passed this test.
So glad I never gave all my heart,
For right now it would be shattered apart.

(M. Scott 8/19/10 6:30AM)