The Shred Poem by Rima Kane

In the palm of my hand
I hold the last shred of hope
I had for us, in the name of love
I held it so tightly
it made an everlasting impression
A cut to the bone

I have been awakened
by words that freshly echo
through my head
'Sometimes relationships don't work out'
Yet the echos of my heart
kept me believing differently

Oh, that crazy notion
that love can conquer all
I do still believe it true
but only one fighting the battle
is never enough
The death of that love is inevitable

I open my hand slowly
letting that tiny shred breathe
Reality has finally won out
I toss that tiny shred into the wind
and watch it blow far away
until there is only darkness

Where that shred ends up
has yet to be determined
But I do know it will be a very long time
If ever
that I let love shine it's light
within my heart again

(2009)