How To How To

There's not a book that I can read.
To show this heart how not to bleed.
So it just sit's there still unopened.
Because it's not knowledge that I depend.

How to, how to not to be blue.
When the past is long past due.
And losing is all that I know how to do.
Because there's just no getting over you.

Is there any one who know's the way?
When destiny get's so dark and grey.
Leave's you blind when only your heart see's.
And leave's you broke and on your knee's.

I don't even know how to start.
How to how to heal this heart.
For you have taken all I've got.
And now I'm taking my last shot.

Somewhere it's written in the sky's.
The who, what, where and when and why's.
But I just can not seem to learn.
What happened when I had my turn.

So preach your sermon, preach it proud.
But a heart just doesn't hear out loud.
And there's no book to show you how.
To undo a sacred vow.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Dietrich Avatar
February 16, 2017 at 7:10 PM
wow, the very last lines really hit home, Robert. That was sure the point of your poem!! Sorry for your heart ache. I sure enjoyed your original comments on my several poems you saw the other day!
Teagan Avatar
February 4, 2017 at 9:41 PM
Robert :( This makes me sad. And if you need someone to lean on, I promise I won't preach.. Big hugs, friend.
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