Poetry Tuesday – A Little Lost…

Sometimes I feel,

As we age,

As our edges wear ragged,

We sharpen and do more hurt,

Rather than dull the blade

And even put the sword away.

I am left wondering

If we ever learn

To choose kindness over cruelty,

Compassion over judgment,

Truth over lies.

But the record spins,

Round and round,

The broken, scratchy music

Replaying its melancholic melody.

History and the future,

They are super-imposed,

Mirrored in the moment

Another heart is shattered.

Even though it must pass away,

Forever friends seems a feeble lie

When the blade is still stuck

In my back, bleeding out

A little life at a time.

12/19/14, in response to mourning the loss of the longest friendship in my life

Author: Cynthia "Cyndi" Hilston

Cynthia Hilston is a thirty-something-year-old stay at home mom of three young kids, happily married. Writing has always been like another child to her. After twenty years of waltzing in the world of fan fiction, she finally stepped away to do her debut dance with original works of fiction. In her spare time – what spare time? – she devours books, watches Doctor Who and Game of Thrones, pets her orange kitty, looks at the stars, and dreams of what other stories she wishes to tell.  

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