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Eric Dobransky Poem
It’s hard to let go of the past when all you do is find.
The miles and miles of memories you store up in your mind.
The times when friends were true friends and enemies were few.
A time where fun is all you had, and joy is all you knew.
You once played chase and tag and ball.
You stayed outside ‘till mother called.
You ran and jumped and swung a bat.
You played with frogs and things like that.
You always had to clean your plate,
but even then your life was great.
Then suddenly in a flash
the days fly by and the past has past.
It’s now time that you became a man.
You work for that guy Uncle Sam.
You put away your childhood things
and focus on your wedding rings.
You rush and rush ‘till life turns cold;
'till your bones are week and your bodies old.
Then one day your life moves on.
You memory f a d e s ……. and then…..is gone.
Is this the reason that life began?
Are we a freak of nature?
Is there a greater plan?
Where we made when the stardust fell?
Was it a Big BANG?
Did life start with one cell?
NO, no, no people LISTEN …. It’s none of these.
It’s not science or evolution or anyone’s theories.
Its God the Father …… that’s it ….. It’s true.
For with just one word He formed me and you.
Open up your eyes and confess your sins,
for when you let Him into your heart THEN your new life begins.
I guess the answer to life’s question isn’t so hard to define.
It’s not about money, or the passing of time.
You see it’s all about God, and the grace that He gives.
Without it you die …… but with it you live.
So, if you look to the one who paid the price,
there you will find the Meaning of Life in JESUS CHRIST.
Copyright © Eric Dobransky | Year Posted 2017
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35 and alone.
I never thought that statement would apply to me.
Tears in my eyes each night as I will myself to sleep.
Broken promises and shattered dreams line the corridors of my mind.
Anger and betrayal fill the voids left in my heart.
What do I do with all these pieces? How do I put them back together? Where do I start?
All I've done to get me to where I am has been for nothing.
Everything I built has been taken away.
I've wasted so many years swallowing my pride just to end up being betrayed.
Bitter? Yeah maybe just a bit.
Scared of what the future holds?
Yeah, that's the real shit.
Copyright © Eric Dobransky | Year Posted 2017
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Eric Dobransky Poem
Why have you turned so cold?
You used to share with me your heart, your hopes and your fears.
We spent the nights wrapped up tight, you in my arms, but after all these years.....you've started sleeping on the couch.
I reach out to you and you draw away.
That loving look in your eyes is gone and you have nothing left to say.
The feeling of loneliness overwhelms me at times.
Even though your right next to me you feel so far away.
I want to hold you so tight and hear you say "Babe, it's gonna be okay."
But it's not okay. Not like this anyway.
I'm too young to have these thoughts and fears of spending the rest of my life trapped inside these tears.
My heart bleeds for your touch to come and restore it back to new.
I feel so untouchable.
I can see in your eyes that my worst fears have come true.
You say your gonna leave me, but to me you've already fled.
Broken dreams and shattered lives and a photo album full of unkept promises is all that lay on our bed.
How could you take what wasn't yours?
How could you pack your shit and walk out those doors?
You never even stopped to say goodbye.
No one more chance.
No one more try.
I never cheated on you and I never done you wrong.
I was always faithful to you even when I was gone.
When I was out on the road all alone.
I know I left you at home, but everyday we spoke on the phone.
Life wasn't so bad.
I worked so hard to give you what you had, but I guess that wasn't enough.
I guess I couldn't replace my presence by buying you stuff.
Maybe I'm to blame.
When I told you those vows and you took my name I guess I thought it would be enough.
Our love would carry us through the hard times, but when it got tough......I wasn't around much to dry your tears or to hold you when you cried, although I tried baby...I really tried.
So now what's my next move?
Where do I go from here to try to heal these wounds?
Do I find another girl to occupy my nights and drown my sorrows in alcohol and Marlboro lights, or should I give up hope on finding love?
I feel so untouchable.
Copyright © Eric Dobransky | Year Posted 2017
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