Don’t freak out… don’t worry — I am okay. This is yet another poem I discovered in yet another old journal. By the date, I can tell you that I wrote this just after a very upsetting break-up. Clearly, I was devastated.
As the knife in my heart
Twists and turns inside me
I reach and stretch and search
For something to stop the pain…
But there is nothing to grab
No escape… no way back
I can only hold
The pain
It is all I have
And all I am
And all I will be
©1997-2017 what sandra thinks
what sandra thinks 
This poem is really sublime imbued with heartfelt emotions.
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Thank you so much.
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Wow, you were clearly devastated! We pull some of the best stuff from those deep dark painful emotions though. An excellent example. ❤️
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I really thought that guy was the one. I’m not necessarily convinced he wasn’t. Maybe he has regrets. Is it mean that I hope he does??
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That’s a good question. Maybe it’s more like you hope he still thinks about you and wonders if maybe you were ‘the one’ too. That’s not mean, it’s sort of wistful longing, I guess. Then there’s the fantasy of reconnecting at some point and finding out he’s been pining for you all these years…
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That would make me feel good… him still thinking of me. Not that I’ll ever find out if it’s true!
I wrote a story about that reconnecting fantasy. Actually, I think that theme is in a couple of stories I’ve written… including the one currently in progress on the blog… sort of.
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Yes, I thought that about your Friday fiction! At least with Adam and Dani it’s not too late!
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Art imitates life. Well, until I make art better than life. 🙂
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I know! I’d like to write myself into one of my stories, too!
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