Love Letter…

Sometimes my life feels overwhelming.  Not just for the present but also for the past.  As unproductive as it is to let yesterday drain me, it is hard to prevent it from creeping in.  Hard shelled in my skin or guarded in my heart… there is always a door.

I weep to hear the walking wounded – they whisper under their breath – prayers for locked windows and no more revolving doors.  I feel their hurting hearts as they reach to prevent further damage to their already bleeding souls.

I beg for revolving doors.
Pain in: my journey in life
Pain out: to grow and change

 

I am not who I was – because of this past that sometimes haunts. Yes, I find moments where my back is breaking and my head feels  heavy and burdened.  I am not without my own wounded whispers to the sky.  My head and hands to the ground. Prayers for a road less traveled, but leading finally to a garden of plenty.

I am not who I was – because of you.  Each thread weaving through my structure.  Strengthening moments and equipping me for a brighter future.  I get wound up in words and covered in emotion within our oceanside.  Beneath the sand there is something for each of us.  Buried then, now uncovered.  Shovel in your hand and bucket in mine… we find our treasure.

Darkness presses, but it no longer prevails.  I find closure in my wounds and a new peace in my defeats.  There are hands that reach for me. Pull me to where I need to be. For you I write this

Love Letter…

It sounds like love
That beats our distance away
Rhythm beguiling rhyme
Reason throwing out time

Patching my wounded little heart
Filling the space between

You lover

Are nothing short of a dream

Making my past seem less painful
My heart seem less beaten

It reads like a love song
Flowing in perfect motion
Sung with Angelic grace

Your dream intoxicating bliss
I need nothing

More than this

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About jessicakristie

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25 Responses to Love Letter…

  1. jtwhitaker says:

    your poem is a beautiful love letter. i felt touched personally by it.

    xo

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  3. Thank you for putting words to all the feelings with in my heart today x

  4. Jay Schryer says:

    This is incredibly beautiful, and so, so touching. Thank you. From my heart to yours…thank you.

  5. wifsie says:

    “Darkness presses, but it no longer prevails. I find closure in my wounds and a new peace in my defeats. There are hands that reach for me. Pull me to where I need to be.”
    I love, love this!! And your poem too. Darkness surrounds us and invades us but peace prevails if we give it half a chance.
    Wonderful words!
    Maryse aka @Wifsie on Twitter 🙂

  6. My God you write well!

    “Hard shelled in my skin or guarded in my heart… there is always a door.” and the image of a “revolving door”

    wow, I am in awe…especially over the first stanza in your poem!

    “It sounds like love
    That beats our distance away
    Rhythm beguiling rhyme
    Reason throwing out time”

  7. Morgan Lee says:

    Everything you write is so tangible and heart felt. I love to read your every word. Thanks for sharing. Love you!

  8. booguloo says:

    “.Reason throwing out time.”

    Time does fly when you’re having fun.

    Michael

  9. Your words speak so deep and true. This touch deep inside of me.
    The song is great with the poem!

  10. moondustwriter says:

    Have to go through the darkness to get to the light. I guess part of life is getting beat up to appreciate what is true and meaningful.

    Beautiful – I know each time I read it it will stir another meaning

    Love from a friend

    • A painful lesson that seems to be taught more than once, but each time hopefully bringing something new out of it. Thank you for reading, for listening and for just being you…

      Love to you. ♥

  11. Claudia says:

    a beautiful flow to this and many great lines..
    ..beating the distance away…love it!

  12. dasuntoucha says:

    Wow it felt like I was reading a page out of a poignant poetic journal…definitely felt.

  13. i am at the end of my one shot journey this week and what a wonderful beautiful poem to come by…thanks and have a great christmas…pete

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