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Bethany Lacey Oct 2021
A heavy weight lay upon my chest.
But then I gave a sigh. Of both, pain and of relief.
The pain of coming to an ending.
The relief of it all being over.

In the pain, I felt grief.
Of what was.
And of what could have been.

In the relief, I felt comfort.
Of letting go of expectations.
And the breaking of a long-held silence.

With that sigh, the weight was released.
In its place, peace took over.
Bethany Lacey Oct 2021
I see myself in ruins
All of my pieces
Scattered across the floor

A jigsaw puzzle
I do not recognize

The broken pieces
Of who I was

The pieces that once fit
No longer even resemble
Their lines cut new
And the images, changed

A jigsaw puzzle
I do not recognize

I just stare
A sense of confusion
Despair washes over me

I am lost
In this mess
Of broken pieces
Bethany Lacey Oct 2021
In the darkness of the night
Silence hangs heavy in the air

The weight of grief presses down upon my chest
Each breath catching in my throat

2 A.M. is when my demons come out
They taunt me
And let me know what I am losing

I built my life around you
Never knowing it could come crashing in

2 A.M. is when the pain comes in
Nothing holding it back

I hold in a sob
My chest aches with the effort
I curl in on myself

An attempt to keep
The feeling of cracking
The feeling of breaking

It overtakes my body
I lose my battle

The sobs break free
My body shivers and quakes

2 A.M. when my world sleeps
When the silence is too much

All my haunting thoughts breaking in
The grief overtakes me
I fall apart
No longer able to keep my pieces together
I am trying to work through and understand some of my past pains.
Bethany Lacey Feb 2020
I never wanted forever.
I knew we were not meant to be.
I simply wanted a moment.
For you to pretend, we could be more than what we were.
Bethany Lacey Feb 2020
There is nothing to mourn.
You were never mine and was not yours.
We were merely a wish I made.
A hope and sigh, for something more.
Bethany Lacey Feb 2020
Long after the sun has gone down, and the moon is high. As you lay down to rest. In that moment, the one between awake and sleep. May your last thought be a beautiful start to a night full of lovely dreams.
Bethany Lacey Feb 2020
I refuse to be the moon.
I will not merely reflect the light of another.
Standing in the shadows.
I was born to shine and spread my own light.
I will light up your sky.
And you will feel my heat.
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