This addresses no issues in my life. However, being somewhat empathic, I do feel the hurt of those around me and most times that migrates into my writing ...
oh yeah .. by the way .. this is my 1000th post .. wahooooooo
Hurt
Do not speak to me of tomorrow
Or of its magical healing properties
For, although time, may heal wounds
It also testifies of wounds that never heal
Do not talk to me of your pains
As if by having them
They should commiserate with mine
And that should make things well again
Do not try to placate me
With how this had to be for the best
You do not live within the walls of my life
And could never know
Just how far from the best this actually is
My life is one large gaping wound
The edges are frayed and ragged
In the center of this wound lies my heart
Ripped out and cast aside like debris
Trampled like the confetti from yesterdays parade
Your happiness chafes me
Your bliss cuts me like a dull ragged edge
Grating on the edging of my hurt
Impeding the very chances of recovery
Deep down I know you feel like you are helping
You imagine you must know my hurt
Perhaps in some place you do know
But cannot remember it exactly
From the shore upon which you now stand
It is as if one word, one action
Has made everything else in your life untrue
Everything you thought you knew is now unknown
Everything you tried to do is now undone
What was once in my heart has vanished away
Like the dew in the heat of the morning sun
Everything I held once true and dear
Slips through my fingers like elusive grains of sand
I do believe, I have to believe
Without that belief I could not get up each day
For now, I need to feel this hurt, pure and raw as it is
I need to know it, face it, and claim it
It must be me and I must be it
Do not try to take this away from me
If you cannot let me hurt
You add to my hurt
Hurt with me,
Hurt for me,
Hurt around me
If you must
But let me hurt
Hold my hand
Dry my tears
Listen to my ache
If you must
But let me hurt
I will be changed when this is done
But I will survive, nonetheless
I will be timid for a time, maybe forever
But … let me hurt
I know you are there
I know how much you care
I know where to find you
But ... let me hurt
Do what you must
Do what you can
Do what you will
But … let me
Hurt
Ron Simpson, Jr.
March 11, 2010
