Words That Haunt
Said too fast
I know it’s sad
Sad but true
What made it bad
Came in blue
Something said
That pricked a nerve.
And then it led
To a swerve,
Filled with dread
We left the road
But once the seed
Was firmly sowed,
Regression took
A bend too fast
And what we had
It couldn’t last.
Sadly mistook
And never passed
Words that haunt
It was said too fast.
Stay in the mind
Forever daunt
Their humanity
Are left to haunt.
A wraith hidden
In the soul
Never forgiven
Out of control.
Deeply embedded
From the past
Are then unthreaded
And never last.
A forgotten hurt
Was standing by
There, on alert
The tears we cry.
Collateral damage
Inadvertent pain
Left to ravage
What a shame.
If only we’d seen
The road ahead
We’d leave the scene.
Alive, not dead.
Metaphoric whispers
Misted in rhyme
No cat’s whiskers
Or reprieve divine.
We’ve driven down
Hurt’s avenue
And been around
To hear the hue,
Needless pain
Split us apart
Storms and rain
And no new start.
The joy we had
Now swept away
So very sad
No words can say.
There’s nothing left.
But to forgive
Beyond bereft
We still must live.
And not add to
The hurt and pain
And to construe
Love’s lost refrain.
I thank you for
The love I’ve known
Ten times more
What we have shown,
Right or wrong
We slip and slide
To loves the sad song
Here, for the ride,
An endless love
That is still there
Can rise above
If we should dare.
©
David Rudder
2012
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