Shock and pain,
Sudden and inavoidable.
Spiralling, out of control
And always downwards.
Recovering, only to fall harder,
Further than last time.
Unable to face, only to avoid and forget,
And cry and question.
Walking and living and breathing, but,
Never reaching or rising.
And one day,
The sweet unexpected decent discontinues.
And there is land.
Solid ground and faced memories.
Acceptance, the inevitable splash.
Cold and sudden and real,
You take the happy,
You faced the sad.
A new tear falls, and more will come,
But they are happy, older.
A moment frozen in time,
Heart skips, chest falls, eyes blur,
And the end has come.
Stronger, wiser and free, you are no longer The Broken.
Truth, reality and experience fresh,
You are The Tainted,
And The Broken may Rest In Peace.
14.5.12 ~ The Tainted
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