Putting words down feels better
Better then these tired eyes that can't close and fall into sleep
Time ticking by in card games and reels
Time spent trying to find a way out
Time used making plans for the child and I
Time fritters away in worries
Until time finally stops

When I feel okay enough to let this angry flow out of me

Words on paper helps
Let them flow and with them my hate
Words on paper are therapy

For my tired soul
They heal me
 

I've waited for them to be here
So long I've waited
Feelings fading out into the dull ache of accepting

A hole, deeper then the last one
You've left me like the night sky
Tiny pricks in the dark fabric of my knowing
But behind it still the knowing shining through
Illuminating the darkness
And the waiting

Words to heal me again
Deep calls unto deep
And my heart calls for the one who loves me
But that's not you anymore
And in these words I find healing