OLD WOUNDS

Old wounds cut deep
The passion did leave,
Which I once consumed,

When I look at the colored sky
held a story to my eyes
of long ago where stories are told
but mine stayed buried deep within.
that keeps cut with no end,

This old pain has given much rain
I remember a time where you pushed
me down the stairs with no care
It had given me a lifetime nightmares,

The pains hurt so bad
I don't have the words to say how I feel
but I try over and over as I write
day after days my life is in gray
your words come to me out of the blues,

It’s like being in a heated-up hurricane
that holds no knowledge of love
I looked at what we had become
it was too much for me to endure
I must say I am glad you moved away.

Poetic Judy Emery © 1980