its not that i hate you
i just expected so much more from your love
you lead me to this place of heartbreak for no reason that i can see
i know that you can heal my sorrow
and i know that you have failed to over and over again
and i know that only you can help me
what can i do now
i'm right here, over and over, all the time
still in this sweet sorrow
so long that its the only friend i have left
the people keep passing by
and the world won't stop
it won't stop and pick me up
and say we can't go on until
until there's daylight for me
no, i don't hate you
i never hated you
i still don't
my sadness comes from loving you
and knowing that you can comfort me
you can build the bridge from here to that unknown land
where these tears actually mean something
i'm crushed by the cruel truth that the day may come
but it didn't come today
and i still don't hate you
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this is a beautiful and heart-rending poem
ReplyDeletei'm glad you are writing
love
sally
i wonder if this may be a fuller expression
ReplyDeleteof the garden of gethsemane
not my will
j
i heard and saw Parker Palmer last night
ReplyDeleteon Bill Moyers
and he was speaking about the importance of heartbreak
the tender balance between reality
and possibility
and our need for other human beings to
be present to us
reality abounds but in fact
there are for any one person
only a few possibilities
and our effort need be
discerning those few possibilities
as our recourse to the freedom our hearts
crave
at least you haven't given yourself over
to Nietzchean nihilism
though far away
i'm always here for you pal
j
reality does not abound
ReplyDeleteguitars abound
ReplyDeleteyou can only really play one at a time
get real