Hurts me, almost
Always. Remembering.
I knew, almost
Always. The lie.
Pain comes, almost
Always. At daylight.
I fail, almost
Always. Forgetting.
I need, almost
Always. The affirmation.
I am, almost
Always. Enough.
Hurts me, almost
Always. Remembering.
I knew, almost
Always. The lie.
Pain comes, almost
Always. At daylight.
I fail, almost
Always. Forgetting.
I need, almost
Always. The affirmation.
I am, almost
Always. Enough.
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
I’ve read this several times, Audrey. Each time feeling at a loss to say much but I shall say you are very much a beautiful light and a blessing that I appreciate and wish you continued strength to be you..
ENOUGH and so much more, that’s YOU!!! Hugs 🙂
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Jay, I’m constantly overwhelmed with the love I find here. Having you nearby helps. Thank you for seeing my light, if even a flicker, as I continue to write and sort out my heart. I’m finding me. Promise. Hugs to you, Poet.
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Love your poems…but why so sad?
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Oh, you know, I suppose they must be at some point, probably. I hate it too
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I don’t hate it! Sad is unbeatable sometimes.
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You often stomp your foot at me, Sir. I have something lodged in my throat then sudden. *curtseys*
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You *are* enough, Audrey. As are many people. We simply need to be kind to and acknowledge this to ourselves.
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Eric, thank you for saying so, and I’m usually much better at seeing the bright side of every day. Much love to you.
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at least this
time it hurts
so good 🙂
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Thank you for reading, my friend. 🙂
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Beautiful, and hits the spot.
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Thank you, Michele.
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Dear Audrey, this is poignant and tender and so painful to read. You have always been enough but he was not. The grieving period moves at its own pace and I hate to hear the hurt in your voice. There is another, always, waiting for you, and it will be enough.
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Shari, it’s a strange feeling to grieve an affair that happened nearly 10 years ago. Our divorce just this past year has opened up that time as something I need to process in a whole new way. For so long I was trying to forgive an emotional affair. When I found out last year it was a physical affair after years of being told it wasn’t, I’m forced to go through the pain again, yet differently. The grieving process is on the fast track now, as I have spent far too much of my life thinking I’m not enough emotionally or physically. What a way to live, huh? Time to find some happiness and love, I believe.
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Your last line – that’s it but like everything, easier said than done.
You are such a gifted, loving person, Audrey, your poetry and photography show it. You’re accomplished and worthy and you are really beautiful. People who have affairs that betray marriage (or even friendship) don’t do so because the person to whom they are supposed to be loyal lacks something essential, but because they do. I also believe you’ll find the love and happiness you truly deserve.
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Thank you, my friend. Yes, deep down I know it is what they lack and not what I couldn’t somehow provide.
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Beautiful and sad at the same time. What is is about the daylight anyway?
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Thank you, John. I know. The daylight, for me, just a reminder that I move forward at this time alone until sharing life with someone new looks obtainable. Grieving what would have been is tough, but the daylight isn’t as scary as it once was.
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I still find that point at sunrise where it is pretty tense. Alone is not the best but at least you are with a terrific person.
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Hate that you have those moments. Alone..one day that will change for me.
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A raw poem, and I imagine it was difficult to write. I hope writing it helped you in some way. Like in the tags below the poem, of “writing it out.” And the list of tags is as raw as the poem. I wish you peace, the soothing waves of the Gulf of Mexico, and lush forest trails.
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I believe by writing and sharing the poem I give the hurt a way out of my heart once and for all. Sometimes my comments and tags are more telling than the poem itself. Thank you, Gus, for remembering what soothes me. Means a lot knowing you remember what brings me peace.
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Your adoration of those natural places came through in your lovely poems. I hope you found peace over the weekend.
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Thank you, my friend. ♡
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I would expect that this speaks for many, the sadness that is hard to put into words. Beautifully done. You are always enough.
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Not sure I was able to convey the sadness, but I’m thankful I tried. Important to show my journey. I appreciate you. Tears. Thank you for thinking so.
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OH! I feel your sadness, your loneliness and the sting of memory drawn into the past. Know this my friend, you are Always enough! enough to bring a smile to so many. Enough to carry your heart onward, into the bright future smiling with Promise. Enough to dare to Share again until it is Enough 🙂 ❤ Luv You my Sweet Sister of Verse!
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It’s been a long time since I’ve been on my own, Morgan. Some days my mind has no choice but to defer back to what hurt me the most. Thank you for the pep talk, Sis. Your words ever poetic and right upon my heart. Hugs♡
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Ouch, this one hurts me, too, Audrey. Don’t worry, my friend — you WILL get past this pain. You’ve described it so poignantly. It’s not failure, you know; ’tis a learning experience. Almost always!
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Thank you, Debbie, for calming my thoughts and for reading my words. I think it’s hard for me to believe I’m allowed a learning experience. Most days I see nothing but my future and what promise it has for me. Almost Always.
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