Words Of Wisdom Poem by Angelia McKee

Do you peer timidly from the faces of the past, allowing memories to haunt every waking moment?
Peer then, for the memories may become all that is left.

Do you mourn how freely you gave your heart, trusting there wouldn’t be an endless torment?
Mourn then, for in the end the pain will render you bereft.

Do you yearn to gaze into those piercing eyes that not so long ago burned into your soul?
Yearn then, for he is gone in a much as the sunset once seen, never returns in whole.

Do you awake in the night, his name, a whisper on lips he once so tenderly kissed?
Wake then, for you are not so kindly missed.

Is the taste in your mouth new to you?
Do you know it by name?

Admittedly, people rarely do.
It is called bittersweet in shame.

Scream at the Gods in this moment.
Beg and plead for them to end this torture.

See what good it will do, this painful torrent.
Maybe they will listen as you bemoan the future.