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Above all else
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
They sought for the best,
Above all else.
Neglect; a concept,
Incomprehensible to them.
For they provided,
And they thought it adequate.

A young child,
He clung.
Unable to understand,
The loved ones
Who... took leave.
Who 'abandoned'.

A lonesome figure
On the 'rocks'.
A shadow cut across
The unmarked sand.
Silhouettes of
Broken souls.

Care, love,
These she gave.
Silently, completely, unwaveringly.
For emotions needed no words.
Nor actions
So she thought.
If you loved someone,
You just knew.
And so would he.
So she thought.
But...
Apparently not.
She couldn't...
Get it.

A gentle wave,
The seahorse's mane.
The soft breeze,
A butterfly's breathe.

They knew neither of
Consequences nor effects,
They knew not of
Hurt and regret.
These things they learnt,
A little each time.
And each time
They grow a little stronger.

He never understood,
And never saw.
The tears that stained,
That dried only when,
She fell deep into sleep,
Exhausted, fatigued.
By the emotional turmoil
He subjected her to.
The piercing of the heart,
The twist of the dagger.
A cruel fate,
A mirthless smile,
That those above seemed to display,
All in return to,
Simple, mere, harmless
- unconditional love.
All these he never saw,
- the pain of it all.

He left,
Without a backward glance.
Fleeing from,
The war of words.
Where every word stung
Both parties just as bad.

Why the world engages
In harmful sport.
Why they revel
In other's hurts.
Why they seek
Joy in other's sorrow.

Unfathomable is it not.
But yet.
We indulge.
Every single day.

You hurt without thinking,
You hurt thinking that you don't.
You hurt while doing 'good'.
You hurt because you are hurt.
You hurt, afraid of getting hurt.
You hurt. when you're scared.
You hurt. period.
You hurt. we all hurt.
And bled,
Crimson wine.
A deep dark red
With metallic twang.

Doubts wreak havoc,
In an otherwise calm existence.
Fear begets fear,
Attracted to each other
Like lovers of the night.
Unwitting, helpless.

In another lifetime,
She brought the pain
To the surface
When it simply couldn't be held inside
Anymore.
In another lifetime,
She subconsciously did things,
She knew not what.
In another lifetime,
She listened to her heart.
And regretted.

What happens,
When heart and mind conflict.
Which wins out?
And which backs out?

Love is but a dream.
Perfection hopeless.
Eternity impossible,
And fear ever imminent.

Forget-me-not.
Leave-me-not.
In love, or out.
Hurt - an archived word?
Say only what you mean,
Say only what is true.

Will more scars appear,
Or will the other lifetime,
Remain the other lifetime,
Never showing it's ugly head again?

They sought for the best,
Above all else.
And still do.
Above all else.
--Merci tout le monde--
9:51:00 AM

mémoires
'May 2006' 'June 2006' 'July 2006' 'August 2006' 'September 2006' 'October 2006' 'November 2006' 'December 2006' 'January 2007' 'February 2007' 'March 2007' 'April 2007' 'May 2007' 'June 2007' 'July 2007' 'August 2007' 'September 2007' 'October 2007' 'November 2007' 'December 2007' 'January 2008' 'February 2008'
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