Trying Times

 

In past, on discussions, we'd gleefully dive,

Now they irritate, no longer seem alive.

Wonder what changed, why such emotional rage,

Feeling shunned, scorched by an angry hot blaze.

Why this new shame, what have I missed?

Hurt, painful abyss, lost and dismissed, 

My role now, invisible, to just be there

To listen, care and help, then disappear 

Interactions lead to trysts with pain,

I wonder why this constant refrain.

Never have wronged you, never will I,

Yet unhappiness festers, as days go by

In times past, we always sparked fires,

Healthy discourse, on our deepest desires,

Now, my presence vexes your core,

Constant doubt strands me far from shore.

Unsure what transpired, what did change,

To make interactions feel so strange,

A shadow cast upon our once-clear skies

Leaving me hurt, with bewildering sighs.

Why this shame, what's my cardinal sin,

This distance, immense pain within.

I now often stand stranded, and all alone,

In absolute wilderness, turning to stone.

Unspoken role, to always lend my ears,

To help and listen, calming your fears,

Now, together seems a venture into pain,

Leaving me to ponder, was it all in vain?

I'm uncertain if this is what I’d desire,

Long days of turmoil, emotions on fire,

Unhappiness festers, waves unrelenting,

Unexplored emotional caves, lamenting.

Yet, I'll hold on, through trying days,

Hoping we'll find better ways,

Will wounds heal, bridging the divide

Will our holy ties such storms survive?