My River

I've cried myself a river
But I can't construct a bridge
I can't walk on water
I'm not strong enough to swim

I don't know why you did it
That's what hurts the most
Why'd you leave me standing
I'm nothing more than a ghost

You could have taken what you wanted
And rid me of this pain
But you hovered like a darkened cloud
An ominous sign of rain

There you go living your life
Five children and a smile
While I writhe in pain
My soul's been dragged a mile

I will triumph over you
I swear I will endure
I will not be a burden
Of that you can be sure

I will a bridge
Even if I build it of my fears
I'll cross my river
The river running with my tears.
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This poem was written as a letter to someone who hurt me in a way I thought I would never get over. It now serves as a reminder that I can get through and I will get though, even if I am only doing it to spite the person who hurt me.