Forgotten Symbol
Tumbling around in my head, so many words have been spoken...thrown away...given up in sacrifice. Not to a God or a goddess but tossed around in anger, hurt, betrayal, and love. Words speak a language, but actions speak of their own motives. Something so simple as a symbol of an undying love hastily removed in anger and pressed into the palm of a now tortured lover. Where there was a will and a way to overcome all odds, now there is an acid-laced hole where faith and devotion once lived. How do you fix the hole that was so easily burned? Does anything neutralize it from growing larger and more demanding? Is there a solution or a treatment that can fix it...repair it as though it never occurred? There is no ready answer...no secret revelation in waiting. A racing mind and an unsteady heart is what remains, neither one able to survive without the other yet both always willing to try. The acid made its' way throughout the soul and left a trail of fire in its wake, burning fast yet trying to be put out at the same time. Neither wish is successful, it just makes the mind run faster - possibly pushing it harder than it needs to be pushed. What remains is left to be unseen by unforgiving eyes. Unforgiving eyes that already see too much when it comes to the tortured soul beneath. The inner eyes are a strong, strange and powerful beast - a beast that feeds on inner turmoil and confusion... a beast that loves to tell you where you went wrong...and a beast that will claw its way through all remaining innocence until all is possibly lost and a decision has been reached and held in a firm grasp. There is no easy answer and no easy emotion. There's nowhere to hide until all inner sanctions have been breached and a strangled cry has been released to be heard by ears that may also be unforgiving. Something so simple as a symbol removed wreaks more havoc than any words that could have been said...spoken or not.
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