The recesses of your mind—such a tricky place
There’s good, bad, bliss,
Arresting sadness all over the place
And all it takes is one thought;
One eye-catching thing to send you there
You pray to find a new, safe,
Healthy clean slate to write a fresh memory
But where?
The things that take you back
Where you don’t want to go
Are still alive and well
Maybe a little worn since stumbling through your life
But triggers still; your heart will tell
Your brain suggests you fix your face;
Reassures dignity’s still in place
Now, if only your racing heartbeat would subside
But, some experiences leave scars
That make you relive the hard truths;
Self preservation kicks in
Pride, anxiety, and despair tag along, too
No need to question how you are
Of COURSE you’re not okay
But consolation comes to testify—
You’ve grown a lot since yesterday
It’s human nature to think, to love, to mourn
No crime in how you feel;
There’s no stopwatch that says “By now, your wounds should be healed”
Just limit the revisits to the recesses
But if you must go there,
Find the good; there’s no error;
No need to regret that you cared
Love’s never wasted
Love’s NEVER wasted
Lesson learned—but loving’s not a waste of time
The joy you tasted, perhaps, is what remains
To remember fondly and move on?
To appreciate what’s gone?
To realize it’s never really gone?
That’s just fine.
-VRW
#RIPMommy
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