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to cure a broken heart
by Melissa Arel
to cure a broken heart, thats something i tried to do long ago;
you never fully recover after such a blinding devastation.
a piece of your humanity is crippled, emotions scarred.
there is no sweet remedy that will depose the loitering torment
that remains inside, deep within the emptiness that held you.
but you press on, proceed, progress, propel yourself forward
until the shadows that bound you have no more claim, and the
mocking voices inside your head silence themselves hollow.
the heart heals eventually, it mends itself slowly but diligently.
maimed but all the more beautiful, breathe in once again and live.
01/05/2010 Author's Note: Tag, K!!!!
Posted on 01/06/2010
Copyright © 2024 Melissa Arel
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 01/06/10 at 05:08 AM the line that begins " but you press on...until the shadows that bound you have no more claim" is simply exquisite writing and universally timeless philosophy. Oh i've been there and could not and never have said it better, Mel |
| Posted by Sarah Wolf on 01/06/10 at 06:00 AM I liked line 8. Nicely stated... |
| Posted by Michael Smith on 01/06/10 at 06:09 AM "Another day, just believe, Another day, just breathe" -- Telepopmusik |
| Posted by Olivia Martin on 01/06/10 at 11:45 AM "but you press on, proceed, progress, propel yourself forward/until the shadows that bound you have no more claim, and the/mocking voices inside your head silence themselves hollow."
wonderful recipe, my dear, best of luck in your healing process. |
| Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 01/06/10 at 04:25 PM beautifully written. i really like how the last lines leaves you with a bit of hope and the glimmer of the light at the end of the tunnel...or top of the well. |
| Posted by Tim D Livingston on 01/06/10 at 05:03 PM God wash over Melissa, refresh her soul to the core of her being! Amazing work. Definitely resonated deep within. |
| Posted by Therese Elaine on 01/06/10 at 06:04 PM Oh this is lovely, lovely, lovely -I tried to capture some of this sentiment in a piece I did called 'Closure...it's a Bitch' -but you rendered it so perfectly with lines like, "there is no sweet remedy that will depose the loitering torment that remains inside" and "it mends itself slowly but diligently." Beautiful. |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 01/06/10 at 06:24 PM Very nice write Melissa. The heart is still there inside beating maybe to a different beat but still beating. Two scares still cross my heart meeting somewhere in the middle. My heart has slowed its rhythm and now asks for nothing but peace. |
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