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James Elliott Mcdowell Poem
I lie here looking at the ceiling,
Then I look to your word,
It didn't have much meaning,
Trusting you is almost absurd
You left me broken promises
I know I'm better off
No more kisses
I need to write you off
I'm a creature of habit
I know I'm not that tough
I have no heart to be compassionate
You stole it, left it in the rough
I'm Forgetting how your voice sounds
It truly makes me sad
yet still want you around
I still know what we had
Why'd did you ever leave?
Why couldn't we have been enough for you?
Now you wallow in sorrow and tell me how you grieve
love isn't for the weak I give the devil his due
Now you suffer twisting, contorted pain
the worst mistake of your life
takes me back to lovers lane
You really messed up and I'm to alleviate you of your strife?
You think you deserve it?
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…..I do.
Copyright © James Elliott Mcdowell | Year Posted 2011
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James Elliott Mcdowell Poem
These cinders fall to the waters below,
I am lost, scared, alone,
She felt the urge to burn it and burn it she did,
And here I am… alone, alone.
As my heart pumps and lurches forth
I feel the calm – the urge, “Let go”
This Anniversary… alone, alone.
I confide a hero I could have been
But these ashes and charred remains
Only fall to the sea of brokenness and disappointment
The distance of this canyon only grows
And her green eyes disappear... she fades
“I love you i really do…” she claims from the arrow’s note
“sorry again” I falter… I crumble…
Alone…
Copyright © James Elliott Mcdowell | Year Posted 2011
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