From The Very Moment That It Stings Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

From the very moment that it stings,
Forgiving to forget a harboring that swings...
Back and forth from that day forward,
When a heartbreak begins to be remembered...
Doesn't end to forever disappear.

From the moment that it strings,
One's heart is torn and broken.
And those tears that flow that shows one's woes,
May come to mend.
But a bitterness sits every now and then.

From the very moment that it stings,
It's difficult to pretend...
A feeling inside no longer rides.
To disguise it for something else,
With a charading faked denied on one's face.

From the very moment that it stings,
Enough is enough..
A quality once known can not be patched up!
And from the moment that it stings...
One knows a change has begun.