Wednesday, November 29, 2023

Time Forgot to Heal the Wounds


 I have listened in utter despair as they tried to console and comfort me

They say that time heals all wounds; it levels, it settles

How can time heal wounds that we anticipate before they even happen?

I have listened to people try to remain optimistic while walls crumble

Walls crumble around me and I can feel them closing in, breaking me

Yet the world expects me to put on a fight and hold on a bit more

We were taught to believe that there is a reason for every little thing

These little things that knock us off our feet might be blessings in disguise

I have learned from my utter despair that the script is far from perfect

I have learned that even angels falter at the sight of mere temptations

Don’t forget I am only human; imperfect, broken, and unhinged

So when the stars shine brighter on the world, they dull my sparkle

Maybe I am barely human, barely living, merely existing, and just surviving

Maybe I should take comfort in the infamous quote; time heals all wounds

But how can it heal wounds that sprout from every single decision I make?

How can it heal wounds that hurt so bad I can barely breathe?

How can time heal the wounds that the heavens want to use to teach others?

How can it heal wounds that only she can work around to make me whole again?

Alone



 We thought we would never be alone

We thought we would always have each other

We thought we would find something to hold onto

We thought we would find a way through all this

We thought things would work out our way

 

It was a good dream to believe in from the start

It was supposed to be you and I through it all

I was supposed to be the one for you and you for me

I thought you would notice the effort I put in

I hoped you would notice the pain I went through

 

I hoped you would see it was hard on me too

I thought you would appreciate the effort all the same

I wished you could have been there for me as well

I thought it wouldn’t only be about your needs

I prayed that we could be there for each other all through

 

It was hopeful thinking that you would wipe my tears

It was hopeful thinking that you would be my solace

You had the more urgent needs and mine never mattered

You were in a worse place and you didn’t notice

You had people in your corner and I remained alone

Reina Poetry

Time Forgot to Heal the Wounds

 I have listened in utter despair as they tried to console and comfort me They say that time heals all wounds; it levels, it settles How...