It is done

It Is Done

1/18/11

9:35am

Last night, the gates fell

And a flood rushed out of me

Both tongue and eye

Unveiled themselves like never before

He too had had dam break,

But the sharpness of his tongue hit me

Words got lost behind the red of his face

Understanding was muddled due to the red of my eyes

It was a fight.

But unlike so many other, this was my confidant.

How did that spill out?

We both have and now had our breaking point.

I wake up to the cloudy, January morning.

No answer. No word. Nothing.

Surely, it's over.

This cannot last forever.

Noon came and went;

Nothing came from him.

My mind fixated on his tongue

Those harsh words

But I forgave him

Now I needed forgiveness

Sitting in my room,

Finally, a voice spoke out against the dark night sky

"It'll be okay."

I flood again only because I am relieved.

Life carries on.

It is done.

For A.R.M.