Pierced through the Heart

Your absence strikes

Like a needle

Pierced straight through the heart

Desire

        Loss

Craving

…the inaccessible…

Patterns that bleed

Through each year

Each month

    Week

        Day

            Moment

Of the tapestry

That is

My Childhood Story

Those knots

in my stomach

…Stitched so tight

Leave gaping holes

In my core

My sense of love

for myself

So intrinsically linked

        With

                You

March 14, 2010 | Categories: Poetry | Tags: absence, childhood, childhood trauma, craving, desire, emotional neglect, heart, life, loss, Love, memories, motherhood, mothers, parenting, Poetry, reflection, relationships, Spirituality, Writing | 13 Comments