Perceptibly Slow
Dredging up scuttled dreams you'd once let go;
stirs up muddy waters laced with regret.
And at times, time seems perceptibly slow,
pausing on the things you want to forget.
Memories, lacking both substance and weight,
can't control the emotions they release.
And when deceit sets the course of your fate,
tears of loneliness will only increase.
Fate pays little attention to your cries
as anxieties increase, that is plain.
And so, you look for ways to compromise
while crying eyes spill the tears they contain.
You dismiss defeat with an angry heart,
for love's a miracle gleaned from the soul.
And though trust's foundation was torn apart,
hope gathers the pieces and makes them whole.
Initiating change is always hard,
and you hesitate to seek love again.
Yet forsaking your dreams without regard;
will inevitably bring you more pain.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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