Clock On the Wall

The clock still ticks on the living room wall
It’s dark feelings I recall
Death somehow changed it all 
I no longer feel it is my fault 
I learn to let go of pain and grief
Stop asking why this happen to me 
I never will really understand
How evil resides in a god fearing man 
Fate has led me down many a road
Something pushing and pulling me along
But I believe after all these years
That the scars will remain inside me sealed 
A stamp on my soul for which I know
God himself sheds some tears  
 I am not as forgiving as he  
For many demons had hunted me 
I somehow feel there is  someone else 
I can help as I have myself.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Agustin Avatar
May 26, 2026 at 4:51 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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March 14, 2016 at 1:49 PM
lenita auvenshine, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing, hope to see a new one from you again. LOVE LINDA
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July 27, 2015 at 2:13 PM
Lenita, I enjoyed reading your poem today. I hope you are well. Forever ~SKAT~
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February 23, 2012 at 12:11 PM
I am enjoying reading some very diverse poetry today. I am glad yours was amongst the ones posted here that I was able to read and enjoy Lenita. Love, Carol
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