IT CAME WHEN IT MATTERED

IT CAME WHEN IT MATTERED

The timing so right

The feeling so right

It is all that matters

That burning sensation

Will take shape in a fashion

Claiming my perception

There is a view

A wide, wise view

It was shattered

Battered

When it all should’ve mattered

You broke this heart

Tore it completely apart

It burnt

It hurt

It totally scolded

Oh behold

Did it not matter?

To shatter a dream

Not by a long shot it seemed

Today I turn my back

No longer looking at that rack

Of poker dots and attacks

This flame will never burn

It will burn for desire

Not in a quagmire

With all its predicaments

Entanglements

And harsh, harsh comments

Your dilemmas

My dilemmas

So different, so perplex

That had you vexed

So burn, burn all that text

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

8^th March 2014

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ALWAYS BELIEVED

ALWAYS BELIEVED

That being shrouded and clouded

Gave me the space

A special place

To hide

Where all my emotions reside

It gave me the chance

To look at a glance

It also had me in a trance

I found compassion

My heartfelt passions

My loves

Floating on the wings like the doves

Way above

The past will remain

The bleeding pain!

Over and over again

What was it that I gained?

The rough edges

Splintered, tattered

Where nothing mattered

The precarious verges

Falling, falling

Ever further into the depths

Of despair

My soul yelling and screaming

‘What a pair’

‘Did you not care?’

‘What about those boundaries?’

Peripheries!

Bleeding, bleeding!

The outpouring

From every single pore

Where I knew it all

Controlled the calls

With no morals

They’d left me for dead

Dead as a pan

Fried

Twisted and tied

Now the shroud

Is an adornment

And not an abominate  

© Teresa Joseph Franklin

2^nd March 2014

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