Once I loved then forgot what love was all about
Days and weeks turned into months and years
I crawled and clawed my way around looking
Things were never as they seemed to be
All was not well even though pretense was in play
Family problems only happen to someone else until
You are up to your neck in a quagmire of your own neglect
I say to hell with the key players
There were answers, but fear,
Although legitimate, is not an excuse you want to rely on
Abandonment or running away might have been answers
Prudence dictated that these should be abandoned
Reality can be subtle. Endurance is a better scheme
Than homelessness. Time does not heal all wounds
Abuse has repercussions and the memory stays true
Life goes on: the hiding of hurt dilutes your stamina
Deadly sins require more sorting out than time allows
Your own naturally good instincts are warped and
You spend your time trying to straighten out twisted wires
Hoping you can short-circuit something in your brain
People are sometimes puzzled by your quietness
Explanations are weak and futile. Facing up to
Your own innocence is sabotaged by your feelings of guilt
Counseling is a non-start and the futility of alcohol is obvious
The sins of the fathers are here to stay. There is no new day
Once I loved then forgot what love was all about
Stanski
February 8, 2022 ^
Steve Haarman 