A powerful story shared on Sisterwives
There are times when words aren’t enough to describe the way someone else’s words have made you feel. Times when you fall head-over-heels in WriterLove for their expressions, their cleverness, their capability, and the wonder of what they create. And when that person turns their words to recount some of the most horrific events of their life…you are transfixed – speared by them as though each sentence were steel, holding you fast against the corkboard edges of your mind. It is my honour to share this piece by Crystal Cook – Lizzi
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Hi Carrie,
I thought this was an amazing poem and could share here. I’m unsure of the author but believe everyone can relate and it will hopefully inspire as well.
You said we were soul mates
And I wanted to believe
In the story being weaved.
But while gazing
Into the pools of my eyes
You needed the reflection of love
To fill the abyss within
The insatiable darkness
Consuming the light given
Offering only faint shadows
In return.
Yet your twisted vines
Took root in my heart
And I had been groomed
To be a gardener
Of hollow and wounded landscapes.
So I clung
To every glimmer of sun
That seemed to struggle through clouds
That never wept
And never fully thawed
The frost from the soil
Yet still tantalized
When I stood on the edge of defeat
With the allusion
Of what the seeds could become.
And I kept tilling the earth
Exuding warmth with my efforts
Securing fragile tendrils
With caring limbs
Giving nourishment
From my internal spring.
But the promise of buds
Did not flower
From your stunted boughs
For the parched ground
Could not be slaked
And the thirsty spasms of your vines
Pierced me with their thorns
But you did not notice I was bleeding
My life slowly seeping
Until I was a shadow of my self.
They say love heals all wounds
And this is a lesson hard won.
I am no longer tending your landscape.
I am tending my garden instead.
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Thank you for sharing that! The person has obviously been involved with an N. If anyone knows the author please let me know so I can give credit where credit is due.
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