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Sunday, August 19, 2012

The Sting

Ruptured nerves pungent pain
When will it feel normal again

Steely stingers digging deep
Sour, endless, unnerving reign

Punching blows raw and edgy
Smile wide then force wickedly in & behind me

Crass, Controlling, Constant Black Cloud
Hovering Over, Near and About

Timeless Agony Needles,& Pins
Hurting, grief, closure begins

Life ever changing, moving forward
Control what you can and do not falter

Treasures ahead, opportunities endless
Guide me to the doors of forgiveness

1 comment:

  1. Anonymous19/8/12 22:45

    Laura, you have no idea how much I understand every word of this post. You are an inspiration and channel to hope.