Why we need to weep & wail & tear at our chests

I want to cry but I choke it

I crumple it up & it dissolves back into me

What just happened there?

did I shrink just a little?

Something died there

a missed opportunity to rip the top off my feelings

But I must steel myself

There is no time for this shit

What will everyone think?

If I crumble, how can I move forward?

but if I don’t feel it, I’ll never have moved from this spot

This stillness anchors me

while the insanity swirls all around

sucking me down

flushing into my veins and drowning me out

What will be left?

Just a shard?

A fragment?

A blackness?

or maybe a Light…          a clean slate.

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“the wolf at my throat”

m.eppard ©2007

 

 

 

7 thoughts on “Why we need to weep & wail & tear at our chests”

  1. Dearest Missy,
    I can imagine any Godfather on this planet being prouder of anyone than I am of you, and the. love you have radiated and shared with so many is something that I’ve never seen before. I have never in my entire life saw & felf so much love for anyone as I saw that night in Woodstock. How lucky to have so many people love you and respect and admire you, The love that you when you boys have for each other Was like out of a fantasy story

  2. Hi honey,

    Your message is so courageous and beautiful. I am so proud of your strength and courage.

    Love,
    Mom

  3. A beautiful poem. One of my favorite lines from a country and western song is: ³Can you make folks feel what you feel inside.² I believe that ability is the key to living a fulfilled life. You have that ability and your words are powerful. Sending you loving healing!!

    Love, Win

    On 8/27/14 3:47 PM, “melissa’s healing hope” wrote:

    > Melissa Eppard posted: “I want to cry but I choke it I crumple it up & it > dissolves back into me What just happened there? did I shrink just a little? > Something died there a missed opportunity to rip the top off my feelings But I > must steel myself There ” >

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