It came.

A whirlwind too strong.

First, I couldn’t bear it.

But I, the eternal idiot

Saw it only fit

To continue with the stint

That broke my heart.

I’d never really learned,

My emotions, the burned.

And now I only loathe.

Yes,  I do.

The impossible, finally true.

This time I see,

What I imagine to be,

A symphony for me;

And not one of moments past.

It’s hard to believe,

And harder still to achieve,

the prospect of reprieve.

I’m happy at long last, is all that really matters.


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