Her Presence Still Lingers
The streetlights cast empty shadows,
Stretching across the roads of destiny.
The ghost of a time long past glows,
Echoing secrets long lost to me.
It’s now the time to rise,
Building up a structure so flawless.
The bitter man closes his eyes,
Succumbed to a world left lawless.
Though as he leaves another begins his birth.
He was the one that was running from self restraint.
He’s learning how to express self worth,
The perpetual depression now so faint.
If he doesn’t see you in the road,
He’ll search to the ends of the universe.
He’s shrugging off the empty load,
Finding the happiness, he begins to immerse.
He’s been to hell and back,
Longing to reach a heaven yearned.
The sorrow was once on attack,
But those bridges have been burned.
The timing slipping through fingers,
Though her presence still lingers.
Worlds apart, but the gap slowly diminishing.
Broken promises from the past long ago.
But the mans plan on finishing,
This redemption desecrates a lifetime of woe.
Someday my love will find you,
Someday the love will find us again.
I’ll be whole again, I promise you.
Starting with a gentle stroke of this pen.
Copyright © Steve M. | Year Posted 2019
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