Well I guess what hurt me most of all 
You were playing with my heart

What will it take to thaw my frozen heart
encasing the anger I’ve chosen not
to release, setting free with a wild sweep
the gamut of feelings a hurt child keeps

at bay, the only display finicky
at the table, my body brilliantly
telling them all chaos I can’t digest
but no one understands they are hard-pressed

the timelines shift I’m in the now I know
it’s all a game I play to help me grow
a rueful chuckle breaks the childish spell
and finally I laugh, the past dispel

Inspired by: Chuckle, Finicky, Sweep and Gamut

Featured image: Queens Canyon, Colorado


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Victoria Stuart

I'm a poet, philosopher and inner seeker. A giver, lover and a healer who studies the heart.

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