The Healing Process - Poem by Justin Reamer
The girl with the vibrant face,
The nymph I like to call her,
For she is certainly not a seraph,
Is the one I want for sure,
After I had taken her to prom.
They nymph, I knew,
Was the one I wanted,
After she sang to Journey and Aerosmith;
I had seen her vibrant beauty
And her vivacity,
As it poured out like gold.
Quite frankly, I realise something,
That she has the feelings in return,
But I'll let you know
The time is not quite right,
At least for us to be together.
God intended me to be with the nymph,
The one who sang with utter joy,
But He's letting me know the time is far,
For He wants me to be patient.
The nymph broke up with her ex,
About two months before,
And even though she denies it,
I know she is still depressed in some ways.
Every time I look at her,
I see it in her eyes,
I see the pain coming out
The vibrant blue irises as
She stands before me.
It is the same thing
I went through after
The brown-haired beauty and
My suicide attempt.
She is going through it also,
And that is why the time is far.
If you're looking for the signs,
I can give you them,
And I will tell you why,
For I feel bad for her.
She writes depressing poetry,
Like 'The Veil' and 'The Mask, '
She cannot write anything happy or praising,
Like Lord Byron or E.E. Cummmings did.
All her songs are sad,
Like 'No One' I had listened to,
They were very sad,
I almost burst to tears.
She speaks of love as binding,
Constricting the life out of her,
Like it is oppressing her,
And controlling her, as well.
She says it controls her,
Preventing her from being herself,
She says she has to cut them,
To be free herself again.
She writes like Edgar Allan Poe,
All sad and depressed,
She, like Poe, is falling apart,
And she needs to mend over again.
Alex is still a part of her,
And his actions left her devastated,
And she is just like me,
Who fell apart after Shay's actions.
But I had reached a breaking point,
After 10 long years,
She had been happy most of her life,
With a family to support her wholly.
But she still needs time to heal,
After what I've seen,
She just denies it for no pity,
For she wants no pity at all.
But slowly, she is falling apart,
And she is losing her control,
But now, she is mending,
And she is slowly coming together.
She just needs that time to heal,
To overcome the heartbreak that happened
Nearly two months before.
She needs that time to feel happy,
Just like I did a year before,
And she will feel good again,
In time that will happen.
She will fall in love a gain,
She just does not know it,
For God was talking to her,
Only a week before.
But once her songs are happy,
And her poems are light-hearted,
I'll know, then, the time is right,
For depression is out of her eyes.
I know I care about her,
And she cares about me, too,
But she needs to heal,
Before anything can happen.
The time is getting closer,
I can feel it coming soon,
And I'll know when it's right,
When the nymph does not have pain.
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