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Do you see behind the pomp and circumstance?
All the words and smiles meant to distract you and I.
I hear the voice in my head saying, “it’s only a flesh wound, you’re fine.”
But my heart bleeds when I see your name;
The shattered picture of my life rises from the dark corner
And I am forced to feel.
I do well most days; to laugh and love and live
But not when I remember.
I enjoy choosing things for myself and creating a safe place
But not when I remember.
There are days, weeks even when I feel my life finding a still point, balance
but not when I remember.
How long till the sight of you stops shredding my heart?
How long till the sound of your voice ceases to bring tears to my eyes?
How long till I no longer dream of you?
They think they know me;
So sweet and kind, a nice person.
They see the lie I wish was the truth,
But beneath it and beyond its short expanse
Is the broken part of me, the part I cannot fix.
I pray that time will make my lies truth.
A. Crossley 5-11-2011