Onions in a Well....

 
Missing  the  day  I  contrived
 
 
 
Love  lost,  How  can  I  survive?
 
 
 
Wanting  to  redeem  hearts caught up
 
 
 
Spent  karma,  my  soul  sold  for  less
 
 
 
I  expect  the  vex,  battling  selfish  wishes
 
 
 
You  were  my  prize,  hard  earned  bliss
 
 
 
Surprise  was  what  you  meant  in  my  life
 
 
 
Our demise  means  I  have  lost  the  fight
 
 
 
So  the  rain  falls  steadily, saturating  space
 
 
 
Pools  of  reflection,  glistening  about  face
 
 
 
So  I  cover  my  painful  opening
 
 
 
Hoping  to  catch  reign  in  a  new  beginnings
 
 
 
Swimming  in  dreams  of  love  life  getting  better
 
 
 
Hastily flogging  and  swishing  in bouts  of  lust
 
 
 
Married  to  wealth,  believing  in  delivery  outside  self
 
 
 
Selfish  me  searching  for  onions to  set  me  free
 
 
 
All  too  late  I  find,  how  the  cut  of  onions reminds me......
 
 
 
That  if  I  look  down  at my  self  imposed  longings
 
 
 
I  will  finally  see  how  deep  the  tears  I  see  welling inside me!