I Must Had Written Thousands Of Times

I Must Had Written Thousands Of Times

I had to write out
some of my most famous lines
praying one day you would had read them all
but autumn moved along 
like an old sad song 
Oh, how I have been doing my crying
just praying one day this old pain would end,
 
while the years moving along 
my emotions had stayed the same 
my heart feels the thunder pains and rains
of our breakup of long ago 
but that doesn't change a thing 
I know I had written over thousands of times
just writing out my pains 
in blood stein ink 
for the world to read about you and I,
 
while my heart bled out like the sea
I had been trying to get past you
but no matter how hard I try
you come back to my mind
Oh .....another time
while others come along just to take
on all my famous lines that I write to you
they try so hard to Stop me from writing you,
 
They even go as fare as trying to be me
but all knows who's words are written 
who's pains are crying out
for this old world to see 
for the world to read
my blood stain ink
of all my  pains 
you had left me in ,
 
At times I miss you 
oh how I bleed out every time September 
made its way around another time
while old memories keep eating away at my mind
breaking down my heart over and over with time
but then at times I feel that thunderstorm 
making its way with on end ,
 
Oh, every day my world is gray 
and every night I cry about you 
I dream my dreams of pains
If you only known what I truly feel inside my mind
in side my heart 
just maybe you would face me 
and tell me you are sorry for what you did .
 
Poetic Judy Emery (c)
Copyright © Judy Emery | Year Posted 2016

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