Thoughts on Grief XV

Thoughts on Grief XV

When I met my love

I was broken

I had numerous walls

Around my heart

He recognized my spark

His charisma

Was like a jackhammer

To my soul

Breaking down walls

Opening my feelings

Making me talk

Forcing expression

Bringing out the best


Now I am my best self

No longer broken




I have experienced deep


At its best


And everything in between

My walls are smashed

Just my heart is broken

It will heal

But I will never be the same

Thanks to the gifts

He gave…

© Lisa P 2 Aug 2019

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