The Explosion - a poem
'The Explosion'
It feels as if a cannon explodes within my chest,
When the memories flood through my mind
I thought I was fine
I thought I moved on
But the brokenness;
The remembrance of how it was,
To how it is now;
Brings this painful explosion of heartbreak in my chest
Life aims and life fires
Firing its missiles of brokenness at me
Causing me to fall to the ground
Smashing my face into the dirt
When I regain my strength,
I get back up
I begin walking,
With my head held high
I walk with the optimistic hope that I have found
But, I then begin to hear the cannon approach
I ignore it and keep walking forward
But, I hear the cannon load
I hear the lighted fuse
Then "Boom!"
The impact of the explosive missiles hit me, yet again
I fall down to the ground, yet again
Face to the ground, once again
Dirt in my lungs, once again
But, there must be a purpose for these explosions of pain
Life aims and life fires
It hurts, but I know I'll one day be fine
-Nick Wolf 7/3/2013