What More Awaits

I have bled, felt the life flow out,
that pungent smell of iron, rich and potent,
and as it found its stream, meandered
from life to empty void,
I asked myself if this is me,
what I am in essence,
this red giver of life my salvation, my seed,
or am I something else?

I have felt the pain, excruciating life,
the paralysing inability to fight,
when overwhelmed by adversity,
and no panacea exists for this,
just take it, own it and accept
that life can turn on a penny,
give much more than I can take,
and I ask myself, how can I endure?

I have cried, rivers from my eyes,
when body relents on every cure
and tears are all that can be,
when hope is dashed and no light exists,
when pain is just a cut, but this
is more than a heart can take,
torn by loss and now decayed
at the very depths of suffering.

I have lost, parted from love,
and watched a life depart so helplessly,
and for all my faith I cannot take
this watching love disintegrate,
this suffering I cannot shield,
I can but yield to reality,
but that wound and scare ever cries in my soul,
and robs me of being whole.

I have lived and I have loved,
I have suffered pain and been delivered by joy,
and I think to myself,
is it worth the ride, the lows and the highs,
and I know it is, for wisdom crowns all those scares,
the good the bad and the aftermaths
that echo long in memories,
and make me wonder what more awaits.

Tony DeLorger © 2016

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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au
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