the monumental woes sudden jolts to the psyche a shock of endless wounding ripples splintering into a cascade of emotions gigantic internal rifts open in us
flayed open in a jagged void
our mind, body and soul doing the symbiotic dance of intense unease putrid words heat up inside needing purged they force themselves up and out unintelligibly hot screamed tears flow down anguished cheeks
our reality forever changed
in time we hush our voice to gutteral moans the liquid from our eyes slows to a trickle the suffering seals us up within ourselves and the sadness clings to every fiber in our being arthritic pain felt everywhere there are no bones
How many of us have gone through this feeling of lost connections? Too many, I fear. When I first read this piece, it reminded me of a favorite song of mine – Lost on You by LP. It’s the same message – loss of a connection. Weronika echoed that song but compressed the sentiments into this exquisite short piece. Bravo!
In that moment I felt that there is a piece a piece of me which I’ve missed which cannot be found. By me by you by anybody. A piece that was lost many years ago amid desert’s sands of our relationship.
Loss, whether death or the end of a great love affair, can haunt us for eternity. And muddy our existence until we heal. This is one of those pieces that just gets you right in the heart. Thanks, Nancy.