#WritcoPoemPrompt2

In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone,
Consuming me everyday,
Not wanting to be abandoned,
Where focusing to something else was nothing,
Making me stare at a part of something,
An inner turmoil unraveling inside of me,
Where the perception of time is as close to being unobserved,
Where the people around me wonder if something is wrong,
Where at once I say to them that all was well.

This constant company within me,
In which I listen to well,
Making me cry,
Making me relive the moments that we have been together,
Reliving the familiar pain that I have felt before,
Reliving the time in which you were still beside me,
Holding me closer to your embrace,
Laughing at the TV and at your favorite show that I was discovering with you,
Looking at the canvas filled with the colors you make in your studio,
Of seeing the joy you feel when you held that brush,
Seeing you focused at the progress in hand,
While I return to my room,
Writing poems,
In which not many will ever read,
In which I am practicing in making one,
Because it is been a while since I have done that,
And because of you,
You inspired me to never let go of my passion.

Relieve is what I wish,
But what I wish is beyond me,
Perhaps time will help me build upon my strength,
Perhaps it is the distance that will provide an ease within me,
For now,
I must write,
Despite the pain that I have experienced along the journey,
My passion will never die because of you as I ventured forth to the lands unknown to me yet,
Within the words I write,
Within my life,
Branching out beyond the space I am so used to in occupying,
Discovering what lies ahead,
Seeing many papers filled with my writing,
Making me smile for the first time in a long while,
So this is what it feels like.


© Renno B. Nel