T. Pitts

Healing

Like wind you came and went

Blowing through my bones

Leaving me a frail husk

Shattering my stone.

 

I know I am more than this

And I want to remember a time

When I wasn\'t worth only your words

And could stand strong by mine.

 

What hurts most is that I miss you

I miss what could have been

But into the vastness I\'ve leaped

A darkness without end.

 

I know healing is hardest

When you are drowned in hurt

But it does get better with time

By picking up the pieces, I\'ve learned

You leave some pain behind.