The Half Life of Hope
Tornadoes twist
along her spine
she screams in pain
that once was mine
but I forsook her in a dream
and now I never feel her scream
What great relief
I have to laugh,
I've cut my grief and pain in half
Resembles me alot they say
I never even look her way
she cries and moans
and makes a scene
while I float lightly in between
The whiskers on her tabby cat
can't find me now ,imagine that!
Imagine that
I once was blind
and struggled with
a paper mind
that caught on fire
out in the sun
when magnified
by what you've done
Now what you've done
is less than real,
I have no memories to feel
for I am only half a whole,
she'll never miss
the hope
I stole
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006
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