I’m not an easy person to forget

I’m not an easy person to forget

I, am not an easy person to forget

Though my presence may be gone

Memories of me definitely live on.

So many times I have been revisited

By many who have walked away

Only to somehow find their way

Back to me again

I seldom cut ties

I let the strings grow long

Unfinished business

Or for things left undone

They have been touched by me

So, they have to come

Words spoken or not, how I made them feel

They all have a tiny part of them

That only I can heal…

 

Sharon Carter-Wray

(Tues 22nd Oct 2019)

 

 

 

 

 

 

Getting ready to fly

Getting ready to fly

I stand here

Feeling like I’m on the verge

Of something amazing

As though something

I have wanted to come about

Is literally, just around the corner

But what I don’t know

Is what it is

 

For a while I visited an old dark place

That was oh so familiar in my mind

That like the true friend

When all else have gone

Remains to stay behind

But it was merely a visit

No longer a place I wished to

Dwell in or hide

It was just the memory of

The woman I left behind

 

Though many parts of her had slowly died

There are just as many that still thrive

Much as I was broken then

I had just enough glue

To put me back together again

Still beautiful and sparkling

But not so new

 

I know I’ve grown, there’s no doubt in that

But how I have done so,

Is what most will never understand

I have grown fresh wings, that are ready to fly

To new adventures and the far-off horizons

That are way, way up high

 

I’ve called in no favours or asked for help

I’ve had no one to lean on and have cried no tears

I have walked alone on my journey

That has lasted for so many years

On my hands and knees, I made it through

Getting hurt plenty along the way

But knowing, it was something

I just had I do

 

I have worked hard, to get my smile back

I have left no stone unturned

While searching for the lessons

Life had told me I still had to learn

I’m still broken

But in a much different kind of way

And though I’m good at ‘mending’ others

With the simple truths I say

All too often in my mind

My life has been in ‘pause’,

‘Rewind’, ‘action replay’

 

I must kerb my kindness, stop looking back

I must stop expecting to hear the word ‘thanks’

To be praised, acknowledged

Or receive that pat on the back

My soul has run on empty

For far too long

My heart is bursting with love to give

But no longer will I won’t waste it

On someone who is wrong…

 

Sharon Carter-Wray

Mon 6th April 2020

I, am not an easy person to forget

I, am not an easy person to forget

I, am not

An easy person to forget

Though my presence

May be gone

Memories of me

Definitely live on.

So many times

I have been revisited

By many who

Have walked away

Only to somehow

Find their way

Back to me again

I seldom cut ties

I am not an easy person to forget. Image: 39195241_1855545171188908_1715933924032512000_n
I am not an easy person to forget

I let the strings

Grow long

For unfinished business

Or for things left undone

They have been

Touched by me

So, they have to come

Words spoken or not

How I made them feel

They all have

A tiny part of them

That only I can heal…

 

Sharon Carter-Wray

(Tues 22nd Oct 2019)

 

 

 

 

 

 

I know who I am

I know who I am

I know who I am

I know who

I am meant to be

It has taken years

And many people

To fall away from me

For me to see my truth

And seek my

Own true destiny

Too many times

I have trusted too much

Believing a friend

To be a friend

Only to be let down

Once again

And oh my God

Does it hurt!

That feeling of betrayal

I never thought

I know again

Thought I’d ridded

Them from my life

But it seems

There are still some

Left hidden behind

I will speak my words

You speak yours

But let my words

Be repeated in truth

And not behind

Closed doors

Don’t make my words

Become yours

I know who I am

I know who I am

Meant to be

I know the meaning

Of the word

‘In-teg-rity’

Question that

Then you question me…

 

Sharon Carter-Wray

(Weds 4thSeptember 2019)

 

 

 

 

Pain

PAIN

Pain –

Such a small word

For what can be

A very big thing…

 

Sharon Carter-Wray

(Saturday 19th October 2019)

 

The quiet ones.

The quiet ones.

Those of us who suffer

Tend to be silent

With our struggles

And the ones

With nothing wrong

Complain…

 

Sharon Carter-Wray

(Sat 17thAugust 2019)

Have no regrets

Have no regrets

Have no regrets

Don’t, not say

What needs to be said

Don’t be hesitant

Or wait

It could end up being

All too late

And it will feel

Like an utter waste

A part of you

Will forever die

Just because you thought

You still had time

By then it’s too late

To be asking why

There is no other moment

No ‘other’ time

Don’t let people leave you

Bearing empty hearts

If you can fill it

With forgiveness

Joy or love

Once they’ve gone

There is no other

Second chance

Don’t leave things

Unfinished

Or undone

Make your peace

Or make amends

Tie up those loose ends

Have no regrets

Open your mouth

Speak your truth

And say the words

That need to be said

 

Sharon Carter-Wray

(Friday 9thAugust 2019)

 

In loving memory of my beloved great aunt, who reached the age of 99, but sadly slipped away on Tues 6thAug 2019, at 1.30 pm. ❤️❤️

A heart full of graves

A heart full of graves

I’ve come to accept

Death, for what it is

A simple fact of life

It’s nothing we can

Escape from

From it, we cannot hide

This kind of closure

Is the definite kind

As we grow older

The more people

We lose

As we grow older

We accept with grace

That part of our heart

Is full of graves

 

Sharon Carter-Wray

(Saturday 3rdAugust 2019)

 

Who will catch me if I fall?

Who will catch me if I fall?

A question

I have asked myself

So many times

For as long as

I can recall

Who will be there

To catch me

If I should really fall?

No faces

Or person’s name ever

Comes to mind

No human walls

Surround me

It seems such

An empty space

Where once

It was so crowded

And now I see

Whilst on my knees

The truth

Before my eyes

No matter what

My crying call

As I tumble

To the floor

There has never been

Anyone with

Outstretched arms

To really break my fall

 

Sharon Carter-Wray

(Saturday 3rdAugust 2019)

 

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