It’s the love that hurts the most: Poem

~It’s the love that hurts the most~

Is that you?

Is that your voice I heard whispering to me last night?

In a dream,

In a nightmare,

In a moment, I felt you again.

I rolled around in the sticky sickly pieces of our past.

I awoke covered in your aftermath.

Threatened by your promises,

Violence to my heart,

The remnants of our love still cut me,

Shards slice through my consciousness,

Ripping me apart.

 

Advertisements

About abodyofhope

I do not know why it is that we must wade through tragic circumstances to find truth. We nearly drown! But under the water, there are pearls. I hope in writing this blog, more will come to the surface. Over the past 13 years living with chronic pain, patient advocacy has affected my life through so many remarkable young people, women and men: SURVIVORS. These individuals are HOPE personified. I wish to honor them in the same spirit they have encouraged me to press on. Six years ago, I became bed-bound from a variety of chronic illnesses after a procedure meant to help the pain condition I had been managing for several years- went bust #BIGTIME. In the last 6 years, my entire life has changed. I have changed, but I am still striving to live my best life possible. Along with sharing inspiring pieces, medical/holistic research, and awareness articles, this blog is also an attempt to put my own pieces back together. Welcome to A Body of Hope, and thank you for visiting. [Complex Regional Pain Syndrome/ RSD, Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome (POTS), Dysautonomia, Chronic Intractable Migraine, Cluster headache, Trigeminal Neuralgia, Occipital Neuralgia, Hypersensitivity to Sound & Light, Fibromyalgia, CFS/ME, Cerebrospinal Fluid Imbalance......blah, blah, blah] >>> P.S. My headgear is protective for pain. I just rock it hard.

Posted on April 26, 2016, in divorce, Poetry, Uncategorized and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 10 Comments.

  1. What a brilliant post.
    I’m so sorry that it is so painful. But i feel comforted that I am not alone in this chronic illness and divorce nightmare. Some days are so good and others as you describe.

    Sending love and wishes that you find hope and authentic love.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Hi Catherine, Thank you ❤
      Yes you're right, it's up and down. Like any grief, it hits you and I just have to let it out. How long has it been for you now?
      You aren't alone, and thank you for showing me I'm not alone either.
      I'm also at DisabledandDivorced.wordpress.com

      Like

  2. Yet heals the most too!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Wow! O_O First of all, I honestly am not one to revel in poetry. Only reason I was the top of my university poetry class is because I was top-notch at analyzing them. But this one REALLY moved me. I did not read words, I felt it. So so rare. Saving it…
    As you may remember, I divorced once. A big part of it was his inability to deal with my oh-so-very-mild chronic pain and fatigue back then. He’d blame and guilt me, took years to realize he could have helped so much more while I took on ALL the chores with my hurting body.

    And yet, with my now loving and selfless husband who confirms my ex’s ways were indeed ridiculous and horrible when I tell him why I fear this or that, I feel relieved. Yet, my ex’s ghost does haunt my nightmares like in your poem.
    Maybe because I am afraid the severity of my present condition will drive him nuts, not me personally but the conditions. And then my mind weaves this perfect storm using my ex as the flagship of my nightmares because that’s how my ex acted. Fourteen years after the divorce, which I initiated, and still fears. BUT…

    But dear Mary, those fears which I share and shared pale compared to what I have gained alone by stopping the abuse, I regained my self-worth by being single for 10 years by choice not out of desperation, and then gained even more with my loving husband. And if I had not met him, I had promised I would never go back to a relationship like before. Not worth it. In my healthy friends, I keep seeing the ravages over and over again, and find it ironic how when faced with situations they can fix (unlike severe health conditions), they choose not to. It’s all about choice in relationships. So rest well, the dreams will get better…

    Liked by 1 person

    • Thank you sweet Clau for sharing your heart, and experience. It means so much to me, especially today at the one year of separation mark. I’m so sorry you went through a broken heart, and it still haunts you at times. Your sweet supportive husband seems to be healing and soothing those wounds well 🙂 Gentle hugs and thank you again ❤

      Like

  4. I have no words to make your poem justice. It will stay with me.

    Liked by 1 person

    • ❤ This is the first poem I've been able to write in the last year. Today is the day that makes it a full year of living apart. Thank you for allowing me to feel like I can share personal feelings like these ❤

      Liked by 1 person

  5. Your words go straight to my heart’s center. Sending a big gentle hug and much love ❤

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Reblogged this on DisabledandDivorced and commented:

    Sharing from my page abodyofhope. This year I’ve been very quiet sorting through all of the transitions since the split. The very sudden news was a shock to my system, and the awful news kept coming afterward. It seemed neverending, but the earthquakes and landmines have stopped life has once again normalized.

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Nosy Parker Blog

musings of a curious creative

Susan Sleggs

Reflective observations to inspire conversation

Dr Kent Herbal

High Quality Organic Herbal Supplements

The Adventure, No The Unfair Journey of A 25 Year-Old In A 80 Year-Old's Body

Not Just A Mom Blog, I'm A Real Person With Real Problems. My Health Issues, My Families Health Issues And My Experiences With It All.

Doss Doc's

Comedy Blogger Extraordinaire

Young, Hip and Bionic

What it is like to go through hip replacements at 30 years of age

Fearless

Diagnosis of a Chronic Disease Turned My World Upside Down

Life with an Illness

*Tips and tricks on how to get through life when you have a chronic illness*

My Instruction Manual

I never learned how to live, not really. So I decided to write a guidebook, an instruction manual” for how to be happier, healthier and more productive.

A Heart For Chelle

A raw and honest account of life on the heart transplant wait list

Welcome

Radical hope. Compassionate change. 501(c)3 non profit

Athlete On Steroids

Powerlifting, fitness and life with adrenal insufficiency

Holding Patterns and High Tea

all my benevolent monsters

CHRONICALLY COOKING 🍳 WITH FIRE

Cooking with Chronic Illness'

%d bloggers like this: