Jody Talibart

Rookie - 41 Points (Montreal, Quebec)

The Scourge - Poem by Jody Talibart

I need to lie down and close the eyes of my eyes.

I need to slam the doors on what breaks me; to paint my mother’s face in my mind.

To lift my soul to love that doesn’t end with no expectation.

I adore these wracking tears of loss and regret. They tell me I lived, I felt, I had the whole of it in my hands. The scourge of the happiest version of life I might have had, lost.

There is no coming back from this.

I need to go away.

I need to wonder what God is.

I need you and I’m sitting in the dark, behind closed everything, trying to set myself free.

Topic(s) of this poem: acceptance, grief , love, wisdom

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 6, 2015

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