storm

it might be hard to love me

when the fury of my past

blows up like a storm

after all

you were not the one

to inflict the earlier scars

and aint it just the truth of love

those who do

try to love those of us

so bruised

often get hit

by the flying schrapnel

i knew how it was myself

when I was young

to hurt from the one

you most needed

love

from

and that is why it causes me such pain

when I see it happening

all over again

for all you ever tried to do

was love me

and be with me

so my darling

please forgive me

if sometimes I cause you pain

but please I beg of you

don’t give up

before these walls

that protected my heart

fully dismantle

for God and the angels know

how much our two souls

need the joy of loving

that arrives from this new start

after the storm is passed