My pain is nestled in these lyrics. Bringing back those days of hurt so acutely, so clearly. Wounded beyond repair, devastated by the despair. The US once my cure for loneliness, no more. Shattered in an instant. Unease in my core, life flickering out of my heart. Every moment of remembrance takes me back when you split US into two. I fear I’ll need a lifetime’s worth of healing to get back my equilibrium.
Clouds part Just to give us a little sun
There’s a limit to your love Like a waterfall in slow motion Like a map with no ocean There’s a limit to your love Your love, your love, your love
There’s a limit to your care So carelessly there Is it truth or dare? There’s a limit to your care
I love, I love, I love This dream of going upstream I love, I love, I love The trouble that you give me I know, I know, I know That only I can save me I’ll go, I’ll go, I’ll go Right down the road
There’s a limit to your love Like a waterfall in slow motion Like a map with no ocean There’s a limit to your love Your love, your love, your love
I can’t read your smile It should be written on your face I’m piecing it together There’s something out of place Oh
I love I love, I love This dream of going upstream I love, I love, I love The trouble that you give me I know, I know, I know That only I can save me I’ll go, I’ll go, I’ll go Out on the road Because there is no limit There’s no limit No limit, no limit, no limit Limit to my love
When you get older, plainer, saner When you remember all the danger we came from Burning like embers, falling, tender Long before the days of no surrender Years ago and well you know
Smoke ’em if you got ’em ‘Cause it’s going down All I ever wanted was you I’ll never get to heaven ‘Cause I don’t know how
Let’s raise a glass or two To all the things I’ve lost on you Oh oh Tell me are they lost on you? Oh oh Just that you could cut me loose Oh oh After everything I’ve lost on you Is that lost on you? Oh oh Is that lost on you? Oh oh Baby, is that lost on you? Is that lost on you?
Wishing I could see the machinations Understand the toil of expectations in your mind Hold me like you never lost your patience Tell me that you love me more than hate me all the time And you’re still mine
So smoke ’em if you’ve got ’em ‘Cause it’s going down All I ever wanted was you Let’s take a drink of heaven This can turn around
Let’s raise a glass or two To all the things I’ve lost on you Oh oh Tell me are they lost on you? Oh oh Just that you could cut me loose Oh oh After everything I’ve lost on you Is that lost on you? Oh oh Is that lost on you? Oh oh, oh oh Babe, is that lost on you? Is that lost on you?
Let’s raise a glass or two To all the things I’ve lost on you Oh oh Tell me are they lost on you? Oh oh Just that you cold cut me loose Oh oh After everything I’ve lost on you Is that lost on you? Is that lost on you?
shocking upheaval delivered unexpectedly the heartache pounded harshly inward internal distress burnt a tortuous red a deep cut surrounded by a million small tears the stress widened all the wounds anguish and heartbreak followed the future, unending and suffering agony sorrow and grief dictated the next steps for survival this daedal misery mimicked a slow death love left in an upset heap an untidy disarray of hurt this… this from someone who cherished commitment
not another next i do believe my mass will implode what on earth have i done to deserve this why must my heart be torn apart in another war only to once again reject a connection made the color of beaten love a cloud on my face oh, to kill the ensuing anxiety and suffering
yet, i will search the trenches of my heart made by you to find the ability to forgive admit it’s an unreasonable ask
Go check out Sadje’s Sunday Poser – Great question and wonderful responses! This piece reflects what so many of us have done – kept on trying and trying, even in the face of no resolution.
The season changed Deranged with loss, oh, how I grieved The season changed. Spring lambs leapt; blue skies furled white sheets A cloudy barge carried your hearse A setting sun shed crimson blood The season changed.
The lovely moon
The lovely moon Sent me into, a trance, a swoon The lovely moon Whispered gibberish, silver bliss Made love to me, sly crescent tease Winked eternal love, blew a kiss The lovely moon.
The Death Dance
Death floats above my mortal Cast-off shell Adieu, life, as I knew it The spring wells of joy The pools of tears, The daily grind The nighttime fears I am to hold hands Dance above my corpse With the great leveler In the holiest temple of all Without body or address Dwelling outside time And space Where when I flatline Where I go Is something now I shall Come to know.
Will You Be Mine?
I don’t want to be rescued. Be My deliverance. I don’t want to be saved. Be My salvation. I don’t want to be loved. Unless I can love you back.
Please, don’t open doors for me. Or offer me your seat.
Be my doorway To brave beginnings And I will rise, Stand up for my beliefs.
Cost of Betrayal
My infidelity did not anger him, strangely enough, it humbled, crumbled, and made him so meek it broke my heart.
Lights Die Out
When he finally cracked, it was a ‘blink and you will miss it’ moment. The twinkle in his eyes extinguished.
End of a Love Story
In short, though I was ready to forgive him, he had moved beyond the need to be forgiven. The end.
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Amrita Valan is a writer from India, and she has been published in many online journals and anthologies. Recently her debut book of fifty poems Arrivederci was published and is available on Amazon.
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