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Em Stewart Poem
What is this?
All shiny and new
Yet fear creeps in
Although not of you
For the wound is still fresh
Body, soul and heart
But chaotic mind now ready
For a new start
Flesh wounds have healed
Memories distant
Scars however remain
Reminders of pain
The story continues
White knight in sight
Contentment and comfort
A feeling of right
Demons still present
Continue to whisper
"You are a mess love"
"No good, a disaster"
I am afraid dear
That sense may prevail
And you no longer see
Through rose tinted glasses
The feeling inside
Like none can compare
Shrivels and dies
At the prospect
Not ready to give up
Even during grey skies
On genuine true
Lovely blue eyes
Copyright © Em Stewart | Year Posted 2016
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Em Stewart Poem
Losing the light
The will, the hope
Darkness surrounds, envelopes
Sucking the air
The life from my lungs
See there is nothing here love
But empty shells
Alone to function
In that warm embrace
That time again has come love
Amongst the masses
Rolling on
Long and twisted roads
You feel their breath
Smell their essence
And all the while
I am alone
The warmth has faded
A distant tingle
Memory skin only
Has of you
Unsteady is the mind
Heart and soul bared
Ruthlessly dragged
Along gravel track roads.
Scars will fade
Perhaps memory too
But the hearts to remember
The spirit of you
I will never be far love
No distance will matter
I am with you forever
Lest? Love is a tatter
Copyright © Em Stewart | Year Posted 2016
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