Coming To Terms

In a dark place immune to summer sunshine
Sorrow’s harsh rule forces tears in silence.
Unrequited love paints interior landscapes grey,
Usurping hopes spawned on our perfect day.
Betrayed emotions crush the heart,
Impale with mistrust good thoughts when apart.

Dawn comes when tears are spent.
A low ebb reveals private pains then turns-
Turns as recovery surfs the incoming tide;
Renewal’s gush dissolving chains.