babom-bom-babom
Can you hear it?
babom-bom-babom
It wakes me without warning.
babom-bom-babom
My eyes are thrown open,
babom-bom-babom
shades drawn to this new world.
babom-bom-babom
It's dark, not yet light out.
babom-bom-babom
The panic comes creeping.
babom-bom-babom Is it the cause, or the effect?
babom-bom-babom I never quite know.
babom-bom-babom
My chest shakes, I can't stop it.
babom-bom-babom
My body no longer keeps time,
babom-bom-babom in this new reality,
babom-bom-babom
where nothing ever feels "right."
babom-bom-babom
An ever present reminder,
babom-bom-babom
that something is missing.
babom-bom-babom
My body is different.
babom-bom-babom
I am different.
babom-bom-babom
Changed organically.
babom-bom-babom
Baby do you hear it?
babom-bom-babom
That beat that my heart is missing.
babom-bom-babom
Gone with your last breath.
babom-bom-babom My sweet child, that's you.
~Kristin Binder
What a sweet poem! Are you writing all of these that your posting? If so, you are very good at it. I wish I could express myself this way. *HUGS*
ReplyDeleteThis is just beautiful. *hugs* to you
ReplyDeleteBlue Sparrow. Yes I do write the poems myself. It is a huge outlet for my grief. Many times my intention is to detail my day but but I find myself writing poetry instead. Thanks for the compliment.
ReplyDeleteYour poems always capture me. Thank you for sharing them, really!!!!
ReplyDeleteKristin that brought tears to my eyes. Thank you so much for sharing yourself and your pain so honestly. As much as you are doing it for you, you are helping me down my own road to acceptance. Hugging you
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