To Hurt is to Steal
dVerse - Prosery Monday - June 9, 2025
Greetings to All Poet Pubsters on this beautiful June day. Lisa here, serving up a Prosery prompt, goodies, and liquid refreshments. Prosery is where you write a prose story instead of a poem, using a given line of poetry (or song lyric) to inspire you. Word limit is 144 words, not including title, and the given line must be used without adding or taking away any words in between. Punctuation may be changed.
To Hurt is to Steal
- Bono and U2, from "Mysterious Ways"
on Achtung Baby
144 words
You’ve hurt me once again. This time will be the first I don’t forgive.
It’s nothing new, your hurting me, yet each pain is like a new stab to my heart. That’s my fault. I forget each time what you are capable of. The cruelty, the lies, the laughter at my confusion. Yet, why should I be confused?
I learned early on what you were like, who you were. Love was blind. I never thought I’d fall for that old line, yet here we are.
Or, I should say, there you are, and here I go. Gone for good.
No more stealing my time, my energy, my money…
To hurt is to steal. You stole my trust, my faith, my belief in love.
I’m left empty, but whole. Hurt, but healing. I hope. They say “Time heals all wounds,” lines I pray are true.
©2025 Lisa Smith Nelson. All Rights Reserved
The resolve! The self-reflection from the protagonist! I love the line, "there you are, and here I go". It reminds me of the old Dolly Parton song line, "here you come again, and here I go". And, empty but whole is better than together with someone but broken.
ReplyDeleteSometimes it time to realize that though. Not speaking from my own experiences, but others I've known. Better later than never.
DeleteFor me, this says it all: "I learned early on what you were like, who you were. Love was blind." We know. We always know. Thank you so much for this powerful poem. I can tell this person means it.
ReplyDeleteI think this is a story too often lived... such relationships that were doomed from the beginning. In the end the sooner you get out the better.
ReplyDeleteTime and a good dose of therapy—in whatever form—heals!!!
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