Without poetry, life would be unbearable; without roots, it often is. But poetry makes everything sunny and better, same goes for friends!!!
The meme is made by my dear friend Mel.
Sitting on this bed, is large enough Me to him, hands frantically talking On paper, he replies: “It’s rough, I won’t deny. One day you’re walking”. Angry shrug, hah! Heard it all before. Those friendly words won’t last: “Don’t judge yourself by your past You don’t live there anymore” This rock, it’s cold, if creeps up spines It refuses comfort, it’s unforgiving Writing goodbye in a hundred lines Past is why future is not worth living Scared, cold, and lonely to the core Incomprehensible words, a shadow cast: “Don’t judge yourself by your past You don’t live there anymore” Wind blows my written words away Language shattered in the wind In the distance glows the day In a myriad sparkles and I find It hard to say: “I want no more” So I turn around and go back fast “Don’t judge yourself by your past You don’t live there anymore” It came so close, I was so near, The wheels are squeaking madness Not wanting death, but living fear Anger, resentment, sadness. But in my head the real words tore And understanding there, at last: I am done judging by my past I don’t live there anymore!
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