Everlasting Shriveled Heart Poem by Iris Mista

To be there, in the given time that is
Free of pinching worries and dark pain
Oh, from now, to be her, is all I wish
Me, woman, human, without shame

Never was it given, the dona in me
To grow, evolve, develop and live
All my life, she was not allowed to be
No existence, fallen down the cliff

Tears in my eyes for now I finally know
What they have done to the female in me
Broken self esteem, stay away is all I show
While in reality, allowed, no, ought to be

Though wondrous it was, it brings new hurt
To be me, just in these scarcest, lightest hours
I saw life, being, but no more than a short flirt
My past, raining on me as burning showers

It is running down on all I have ever been
my lost hope is in the hands of tomorrow
Not able to undo what I've lived and seen
It is my fate to live in the loneliest sorrow

Forever, forever, everlasting shriveled heart
They took it away, the early she in me
No chance, from my vulnerable, clear start
Taken, crunched, pulverized before I could be

I know now what would have been, she, I
For I saw and lived her for a brief trice
Confident, smiling, living and no longer shy
It hurts, tremendously, for now she died twice

September 30,2013