From my heart

The pockets of my heart bleed slowly
No pain so great has been known to me in this lifetime
Journey to the moon and back we made
A solemn promise to be true to you
Your stars lit my life
I felt safe giving my life to you
Yet no one could have anticipated this day
Or if it was it wasn’t to me
Not knowing what I did or not forgiving me
Not answering my calls or responding to my messages
Then your response
If not to shutter my heart in one message
“My space…leave me”
What did I do so badly that costs us 10 years
Judas in selling our savior must have experienced this feeling
If not worse
When he realized he sold his friend that was later to be savior of the world
I guess a journey of 10 years can be reduced to a moment
That which I ask of you now: if I deserve to be punished by your silence
Like the wet whip on my bare back
I wipe my tears every 2 minutes and rub my heart at the same time
As I wonder in solace
On this hill I look across to the other
I wonder if I’ve made my last journey across from you
Away from you
Only to be seen in yonder
As that little spec
Differences aside…
I wonder what it would take
And then again, I wonder whether it’ll be worth it
I am deeply sorry my lady
…Lord forgive me
~EW

I'm coming back...

I needed to hear that...it's coming...its trickling down and it's making it's way down to the tips of my fingers and I will write today in a language that the soul and mind speak...busking in the skies of inspiration with words and verbs blossoming from my heart to write and opening up and flaunt the succulent sentences...delicate and inspiring....luscious and full of flavour

Yours Truly,
Elsie