Even stars collide : heartache

The following is the final paragraph from a piece of prose by Charlie Chaplin, “When I loved myself.”

We no longer need to fear arguments,

confrontations or any kind of problems

with ourselves or others.

Even stars collide,

and out of their crashing, new worlds are born.

Today I know: This is Life

And the following is a poem that came to me… sometimes people will not listen to you .. no matter how loudly you scream. Why the hell wont he just let me be?

Buried heartbreak

Never very far from the surface

Even if neatly obscured

Beneath the ongoing veneer

Of daily life and motion

Broken toilets

Blocked drains

With echoes of pain

Felt on the rainy days

Where moisture never ends

While you yearn for Sun

And all of those old painful confusions

And heartaches to be done

Then the tears come

Again

Surprising you

Because you thought you were finally through

With all of this

His demands

Will not fix what didn’t work out

And the curse he left you holding

For over a year

You try so hard to shut the door

But he will not listen

Driving you mad

And this is when heartbreak comes again

Piercing its way

Above the surface

Of your heart

Sending your soul crazy

With the agony

Of wishing he would hear your silent screams

And finally find the strength

To do the caring thing

Let you be

Own his karma

And be a man