At Bay

Through My Eyes

He let her hold his hand,

But not his heart,

So much that happened,

Where would he ever start?

She felt such dismay,

Innocent blood spilled on the floor,

Seemed never to be washed way,

A past he couldn’t ignore,

Sins committed from others,

From a time long before,

They both had their druthers,

But wishing as she may,

She knew his past,

Would keep her love at bay.



4 thoughts on “At Bay

    • Thank you. It is a painful experience to know the way you feel is potentially unhealthy but you can’t escape it due to your experiences. We are comfortable in what we know even if we know it is detrimental to us.

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