Saturday, November 8, 2014

Varying Perceptions

I stand before your final resting place but can't hear your voice any longer, can't see your face
I struggle with others seemingly remembering you differently than I
Things said and done that can't be forgotten yet others conviently forget
Though how can one rememeber what they chose not to witness?
Closing their eyes in the moment
(Or was it all just a nightmare?)
Absence, avoidance and denial were routinely employed
I never understood their race to denial
You're seen as a saint yet I saw the beast
Momentarily changing moods and faces but never truly changing
The next moments of rage were always a ticking time bomb away
We never knew when, just that it was near
Awaiting an often imagined spark setting events in motion
Mostly irrational though always frightening
Did you ever realize the effect on connected lives?
I just hope for explanation .... A reason for the actions and anger
To make friends with the images and memories that have remained all these years

October/November 2014



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