11/28/12

TO HURT
By Stacy Maddox


You don't know it yet
But I'm finally letting go

Packing all of your things
In big boxes and bags

Your shirts smell of you
When I pull them off hangers

The cotton is smooth to the touch
I see you in them, in memories

This time I'm stronger
But the pain cuts deeper

You're in my broken heart
I don't want you here anymore

Sadness follows me everywhere
Beckoning and mocking me back

I study your picture closely
Before laying it in cardboard

But I hesitate for a moment
Questioning myself one last time

I think there is no other choice
Because this hurt will never heal.


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Stacy Maddox lives, dreams and writes in the fast-paced city of Lawrence, KS. When she is not writing poems, songs and stories or taking photographs, she is tending her garden, cooking and spending time with her family and two children. She loves to soak up the sun by the river and feel the rush of water over her feet. Stacy has been published in Shades Of Expression by Gerl Publishing, The Medulla Project, Daily Love and Mused: The BellaOnline Literary Review. She has been passionate about poetry, photography, music, quotes and stories for over 30 years.