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runneth over

by Beth K Hannah

you were the cup i held to my lips
Hoping to quench something within
Day in and day out i drank
and never was satisfied.

I threw the cup down
Hoping it would shatter
Hoping it would break my life
So I could maybe put it back together

But it stayed intact
though full of tiny cracks
Cracks that made me hurt
because I wasn't strong enough
to ensure you were destroyed.

07/12/2010

Posted on 07/13/2010
Copyright © 2022 Beth K Hannah

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Glenn Currier on 07/13/10 at 03:06 AM

This piece speaks the shattering power that a loved one can have. The hurt and disappointment run over and under the turbulence. Thanks.

Posted by George Hoerner on 07/13/10 at 12:43 PM

A very nice piece that tells me some of us may never find the love for which we search. It doesn't exist because we search for something we do not know.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 09/11/10 at 12:03 PM

to say I love this ode is to say the least of what I feel, in reading it, I sense a caulking of the fissures in my soul the result of which makes me feel more connected to myself than I had been previously.

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