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You Always Danced Alone

Your soundtrack never made sense.

The songs lined up oddly,

their lyrics a mismatch of words

too quickly spoken,

driven on by you racing to catch up

with the world moving around you.

I have tried to be the mooring post,

I have tried to be your life raft,

I wish that had been enough.

I wish I could tell you that I’m sorry

for ever being angry

at you.


Daily Post Melody

This week I lost someone I cared about. It was sudden and unexplained. It’s still sinking in.

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Carol J Forrester is a writer trying to be a better one. She’s currently working on her first novel ‘Darkened Daughter’ and attempting to put together a collection of poetry in the hopes of submitting to publication in 2020. She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University, enjoys judo at least twice a week, and tries to attend poetry events around the Midlands. Her flash fiction story ‘Glorious Silence’ was named as River Ram Press’ short story of the month for August 2014 and her short story ‘A Visit From The Fortune Teller’ has been showcased on the literary site Ink Pantry. Her poem ‘Sunsets’ was featured on Eyes Plus Words, and two of her poems were included in the DVerse Poets Pub Publication ‘Chiaroscuro’ which is available for purchase on amazon. More recently her poem ‘Until The Light Gets In‘ was accepted and published at The Drabble and her poem ‘Newborn’ was published by Ink Sweat & Tears. She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and has hosted a number of guest bloggers here on Writing and Works.

30 Comments

  1. I’m so sorry for your loss. I can understate these thoughts. I’ve lived with them for awhile. My husband committed suicide almost seven-years-ago. Praying for you as you heal.

  2. This resonates with me regarding someone I haven’t lost yet, but every day I wonder that it might be the last. “I have tried to be your life raft, / I wish that had been enough.” Sadly, it never seems to be enough. May you find comfort in the hope that your lost loved one knew how much you cared.

    • Indeed, but it’s hard not to go over things in your head and wonder if things might have turned out differently. From what I’ve learnt in the last few days it wouldn’t have mattered what I said or did in those last few months, the ending would have been the same.

    • Thank you, I appreciate it. Sharing isn’t something I struggle with, not dissecting my every action to try and find some reasoning for this outcome is another matter however.

  3. The poem is so haunting and sad. I am so sorry for your loss and wish that the anger you felt you need no longer be ashamed of. I think it is only natural to be angry.

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