To…?

I ache
Within
Stricken with a hunger
I cannot name
On the tip of my tongue
It tantalizes
A memory of the lost
Do you haunt me still?

You seemed so gone
I blessed the relief
Found an ordinary life
To remember and reclaim
But in the shadows
You remain
If only in the wake
Of remembrance’s dreams

Perhaps it is just
Revenge I seek
For what you wrought
For all the sickness
Riddled through desire
See you fall before me finally
Admit the crime
Perhaps that alone
Would set me free

Or this ache
This stretch within
Is just to know
Finally know why
Counterbalanced by this certain
Cruel knowledge that I have
That neither now nor in the next life
Will I ever
Have that chance

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

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I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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9 Responses to To…?

  1. Chatty Owl's avatar Chatty Owl says:

    Speaks so much at me, this poem..

  2. Eric Kovach's avatar Eric Kovach says:

    Ugh. I know this too. Beautifully stated.

  3. myabsolutefragileessenceseries's avatar rawencounterswithestella says:

    Whoa! Powerful, BAM!! Hits me like a ton of bricks! Loved it, Helen! 🙂

  4. Annie's avatar Annie says:

    Hmmmmm, no prizes for guessing where this came from! Well said!

  5. yureebyul's avatar 별이 says:

    As emotionally moving this poem was for me, I absolutely loved it. Such an honest poem..
    Thank you for sharing this!

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