Tuesday, June 19, 2012

My First Struggle


Seems love with pain,
Goes hand in hand.
Formulating,
Don't understand.

Oddness of love,
Somewhat like pain.
Love not managed,
Does not remain.

Pain felt by love,
Heart cut open.
While love repairs,
Love had broken.

Tangible way,
Painfully mends.
Love that is true,
Still may have ends.

One's heart will know,
Hard to release.
Once love's given,
Harder to cease.

Intricate mind,
Hurtful when bleed.
Peculiar yes,
Love's strange indeed.

Pure and fragile,
Safe from mom's womb.
Took it's first beat,
In warm loved tomb.

Human birth,
Troubled snuggle.
Survived that pain,
My first struggle.