An ocean. A body of water, a body of movement, a body of what?

A heart. A chamber of love, a chamber of hope, a chamber of what?

A mind. A place of thought, a place of reflection, a place of what?

A question? A way to look?, a way to find?, a way to what!

Closure came like the Winter.
I expected it but at the same time I was unprepared rushing to find a jacket for this cold that all of a sudden consumed my body.

He didn't have any answers so I learned to fix the locks without him.
I kept his excuses to throw out when Spring came around.

I had to learn to accept the bad days when I was confused and scared and all alone.
I had to learn how to accept that he would never give me the answers I was actually trying to get from myself.
I had to learn how to find the warrior inside me because sometimes love makes you weak and that's okay for a while.

Closure came like the Winter.
It left everything around me dead inside so that I could bloom again in the Spring.

Where are you SUN?
I wonder,
on this night where cloudy thoughts
match night sky that hides the moon.

Where are you,
burning lantern of light?
On this night where hours seem like days
and worries build.

I hope you come up soon,
so I can get lost in my busy day.
And perhaps
get some rays filled with answers.


StarBG © 2017

You were the kettle to my water
My sanctuary
The vessel of the walls where I found a warm embrace
I was well aware of your heat and I loved you
But there was a point
A boiling point
In which you never whistled for warning
I will always question why you
boiled me to steam that day.
Why you committed to have me vanish without proper reason.
I know you heard the gurgling to my cries
As I pleaded for you to tell me why
The last of me left with an echo
That searched for an answer
in a hollow souled container.