Let It Go

Although time has passed they still come to me

In my dreams they still torment 

Even in their death memories do not decompose 

Logic tells me I am no longer in danger 

My heart yearns to trust 

To give my all to another these thoughts must abate

There is no room for hate

Fear and torment will not be my fate

There will be a way 

I still have faith 

By, TJP 


Quilted Heart

Fragments once scattered 

Stitching together 

Slowly mending 

Once torn and broken

Never to be new again 

Beautifully patched 

Imperfectly lined 

Still useful 

Strong in purpose 

With gentle care 

Loving service will last

Until time wears away the past

By, TJP 

The River 

I wanted to touch the depths of you 

You ran too deep

I wanted to soak in your comfort 

You were too cold

I hoped to relax in your strength 

You were too turbulent 

I hoped to just be near you

You were too hard

I thought to walk away 

Your pull was too strong

I thought I might soothe you

You let me have no power 

I ran 

That your mighty water might continue to expand 

By, TJP 

Suffocating Love

His love covered me

Heavy blankets of wet wool

Weighing me down 

Suffocating darkness surrounded 

I picked away at those heavy fibers 

One strand at a time

Tiny holes appeared 

Helped me see the light

Giving me hope to fight

Easing the burden 

Able to reach out

Others I could finally see

Already they were reaching for me

With their love

From the blankets of shame

I was set free
By, TJP 


I truly want to sympathize 

Yet I can’t 

And you know why

I just want to rant and rave

Scream at you

Make you feel shame

For all that you have put me through 

The hurt you caused

And sorrow too

Yet none of this would I do


I can’t afford to carry blame 

Anger, hatred or the pain

My life depends on forgiving you

That is exactly what I’ll do


But don’t expect me to pretend

That all is well and be your friend

I may forgive

Yet won’t forget 

I don’t care you feel regret 

This is more than fortitude 

I no longer feel for you

By, TJP 


My heart has been ripped from my chest

I hold it gently in my hands every night

Praying for it to keep beating

Urging my very blood to push through the scars

Watching as my heart withers

Flaking apart with every beat

Desperately grasping at the bits

Using my tears as glue

Replacing the pieces as fast as I can

Frantically calling out

Delicately placing it back in the dark hole

I find the strength to hold on another day