Chris Bleakney

Bound

I’m forever bound to the beauty in pain

Not the daily pain of life

Oh what I’d give if that was all I knew

The pain that haunts me is soul fracturing

Pain that doesn’t need to wait for the dark

To snatch the breath from my lungs

Anguish that pierces so deep

I can feel cold seep into my wounds

Emptiness so overwhelming vast

I can never grasp meaning or purpose

And the loneliness, some days I’d swear

I was on this planet all alone.

So I’m left to find the beauty

The beauty of the raw, unmerciful pain

For I know that I’m still alive

Gasping and gasping and then.... air to my lungs

Simple beauty in breathing another day

Emptiness fractured by a sliver of hope

Hope becomes a beautiful distraction from reality

And the loneliness, broken with a strangers smile

The smile reminds me beautifully, I’m not alone

Without the pain, I may never appreciate beauty

Without the beauty, I’d never understand the pain

And this is why I’m forever bound to them both