by:
LadyJo
Tears on my pillow
Falling like waterfalls
At the end of a babbling
brook
As I’m compelled to walk boldly
into my security
Unveiled from the
obscurity
In believing that you were
my hope
But I feel a presence
reaching out to comfort me
Catching each tear that
falls
Calling each one by name
Caused by this emotional
affliction that aches my heart
Feeling immersed by this moments
in time
As I lay here grieving the
demise of a lost hope
Internally I scream, I shout
for hope’s return
For a future to be rewritten
For our existing path to
be unknown
When red roses bloomed not
only in spring
But all year round
As love through hope was have
When a future never became
a past
But in this very moments
Laid open to the characteristics
of ail
Seeing a loss hope in the
basin of my tears
Even though I’m consoled
By one who’s able to catch
each tear and call them by name
Reminding me lonely is not
the equivalent to alone, so no fear to behold
For love that is now loss,
eclipses love that was never found
Anticipating love deferred
will be right punctual
But this night I cry tears
on my pillow
*Picture courtesy of: National Self Reliance Association