I Wish I Had

there are scars from stitches-
ice cold ruby blood runs through your
veins...
as you smile anguish and grimace joy

free will was becoming,
and you  were  liberated;
drowning in aspirations with gifts
God gave in hope that you
would embrace them,
nourish them with care-
but
the sky turned grey and life blew away-
as the trees, in the breeze, sway in disarray

i was going to tell you i needed you-
but 
it rained that day, thunder roared
and
i was too scared

i planned on giving you my compass-
but 
it must have cracked when i got lost,
for at one time i too walked rough trails

so I leave town wearing a brown burlap gown-
maybe tomorrow will soften my frown


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12.13.19
-luloo
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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