Mother, why does it hurt so much?

I wonder if you still think of me,
As I often think of you.

Your presence made me feel alive.
Warm with memories, I still feel your embrace but the cold absence tends only to an unsealing wound.

My haven, my adventure, my muse, my love…

I wonder if you still think of me,
As I often think of you.

Slowly waking, half conscious, I remember my new title and adaptations.
Watching the sunlight play on a cold shapeless pillow that misses your form.
Strong and focused on the outside,
Shattered splinters on the inside.
Constantly barricading the bulging archway, verging on the breaking point.
Altering my appearance as penance, all the whilst praying for the phoenix.

No elixir could cork the bleeding, even if I were into such things.
One of the hardest lessons to recognize and swallow is to love more than to be loved; everything else is bearable, adaptable. We can not have it all…or can we?

A nagging longing,
Held firmly by a will-power that is stoic, persistent, and selfless.
My roots run deep but they are expansive. They are a network of wonder.
And all the while, I can not forget, will not forget, to be true to myself.

The distance between leads us on our own journey,
With our screenplay’s to write,
And our soul’s to feed.
This shall be our connection.

I wonder if you still think of me,
As I often think of you.
How can I not?…With all my love…

Mother, why does it hurt so much?

electriclstorm

Joined October 2009

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This is by far the most personal form of artwork I’ve posted thus far. This is an outlet for me so disregard any punctuation or stanza issues, as I am more of a visual artist than creative writer.

I had to say goodbye to someone I deeply loved under difficult circumstances a few months ago, and this is a step in healing for me. A hollow pain still resonates but the journey will not be forgotten.

I have not posted any current drawing material in awhile but I am in the process of finishing a drawing that was started in August with hopes of posting it very soon.

So far this year has been kind to me and I hope the good fortune continues, as I need light more than before. When you know your not alone, that fact makes hope shine brighter. There is always hope and love. I cannot deny that I am an optimist but I also cannot deny that I have loved.

01.24.2011

© 2011 Rozzi

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