Stomach Cramps

*Sigh* Just when I think I have it all sorted in my mind, life throws me a curveball, and it seems to have hit me right in the gut.


Stomach Cramps

I look out into the valley,
seeing nothing but a pit of darkness,
mimicking the hole in me,
mocking my pain.
I have no choice but to slide into the shadows
with my brethren,
sharing our burdens.
The birds caw, the wind rustles.
Their condolences, though sweet,
are much too soon,
simply adding to the ache building up
in the pit of my stomach,
the frustration and anger
clawing at my insides,
making me want to heave.
But I hold my emotions in my gut,
not wanting to cause nor show pain
to those whom I care too dearly for,
to those I swore would never feel hurt
by my own doing.
I find that I am blue, both inside and out,
my lips and teeth coated with my sorrow.
I try and wipe it away,
clean myself of this horrid feeling,
only to find that it has simply
become a part of me.
There is no getting rid of it now.
And yet I can't embrace it as my own
and give up all hope.
I've already cut myself
with the double-edged sword.
If only the wound would heal
instead of festering day after day,
consuming my very being.
Perhaps one day
this hurt will grow tired of my company
and leave my side
to torment another poor soul.
But, until that day,
I'll carry my hurt like a badge.
For it took many trials and tribulations
to get to this point,
and I've found something amazing.
And though it may not have been
the target I was aiming for,
I still shot a bullseye.