consolation

days like these the frustrations overwhelm, bitter as over-brewed tea
a tiring test of wills to bide my time, bite my tongue
I begin to doubt such things as right moments
exist for goodbyes, for final severances

there is no singular juncture, no time I can point to
and say this hour that minute is where our road ended
rather, a bruised accumulation of unfulfillments and disappointments,
an agonizingly slow dying of this skin I am ready to shed

my consolation lies in the moments to come
that are not defined by you

© Sarah Whiteley

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2 thoughts on “consolation

  1. despite the obvious sadness, there is hope, and somehow, this is evident from the beginning. starting with “days like these” imply a reflection, and therefore is likely to end with hope. i enjoyed this piece very much.

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