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Letting Go Of Past Mistakes

Pictures there upon the wall, each person once held me dear.
At times we were living together, now not one lives near.
Each has a life they must live and thoughts on which to ponder.
My life goes on, I grow old and still I can’t but wonder,
How different things could have been, if love we didn’t squander.

It’s

Paralyzed

In this wilderness
thought direction, no clear path
writers block prevails.

The Day the Beast Lost

I woke each break with cast a shadow on my chest,
a nameless weight that stole my needed rest.
It spoke in lies I dared not try to fight,
and turned the morning darker than the night.

I laughed in rooms so no one saw the ache,
while every smile felt brittle, thin, and fake.
It fed on doubt, on all

It's gonna be a long night

I watched the moon. Hide once behind the clouds.
Do you know how many times you made me proud? 
I'm gonna speak to them now. A million times allowed.
Because you are what, let me hide behind the clouds
Won't you turn around, please, and let me be seen?
For everything we are and everything that we've been..
I promise

Sunset Sigh

Sunset Sigh

pretend it was me and not you
in love. Cupid put down his arrows,
they were aimless, anyhow -
he sees that now.         still,

there’s a beauty and a cutie
so Cupid decides to shoot
his mouth off. the couple turns,
a miss…what is this…what is this…

each off their rockers, rocking away
from dusk

SOUTHERN CROSSES I

Electric Line's sway, 
spider webs of industry 
along a rocky lane under 
a hot southern sun, cicada…
cry high, into the crystal blue sky 
We are a ghost nation 
of Man’s hypocrisy
crossing shadows under a hard
noonday sky.

The empty road under the leaning 
Electric crosses of civilization 
Shadows fall, carving silhouettes into
Upon hitting noonday ground 
Humanity lost

Little Girl Lost

she sits across the room and smiles so sweet;
no one is aware that underneath
she hides her pain from all around;
little girl lost, never to be found.
they say she's crazy, watch out for her,
she's not known to play well with others.
but if that's true , then all i can say
is maybe they should walk in her

Midnight pining

Those minuscule gaps,
the dripping from the tap, 
that soon became the sea between you and me

My fading glow, with the things I didn’t know. 
How you’d take my years as your sign to go. 

But am I ever in your head, dead of night, in your bed?
Do your hands still reach for the phone? 

Does

Lost in thoughts

Assume, for a moment,  
That yesterday wasn’t quite as it seemed.  
You found yourself in a state of reflection, where you glimpsed the light,  
Only to awaken from what felt like a troubling dream.  
The sky appeared less vibrant, taking on a gray hue.  
  
The individual in the

LESSONS OF LOST

In a blink of an eye
I lost everything 
But all hope is still on the most high 
They pour spit on me
Just because 
I never own what they need
But with faith 
Looking up to fate, I keep living.

Some people only got you
When you give or have
What they want or need 
Many don't know
The meaning of

A Broken Piece

I know I messed things up
But you chooses to be in a slump
You had the chance to show up
When I needed you to pick me up
But you choose to break me up

I gave all of me
You have only seen the dim of me
Ignored the worth of me
Choose to take break from me
You were clearly a

What I get from all of it?

Nothing,I say, when someone asks
What I get from all of it?
Okay! all bad for me or hard tasks,
But I say, it's more than I get hit.

It's that,I cann't express in words,
It's that, I never felt before,
It's what I say and earth spreads,
It's what you see in enjoy and bore.

Okay! I cann't tell what it's,
But recall

What She Left Remains

A red wine stain stays
seared into the wooden grain —
the table keeps watch
how their laughter filled the room
last time they were together

Jellybeans loiter
on the shelf in cookie jar
I wish none remained —
better emptiness than this
waiting for sweet that's hollow

Perfume on pillows,
a scent that's too strong at times
still wafts through the air —
sometimes the scent warms

poetry lost forever

sixteen notebooks of forgotten poems
lying in stacks in the back of Edna’s closet
unappreciated by her surviving relatives
until they realized what great tinder it made for their bonfire
her unread ideas up in smoke
lost forever into the vapor

More

More fool me
For hoping you would change,
You promised me the world
Yet everything’s the same.
I’ve told you that I’m broken
And I can barely cope,
You said you’d make more effort
Filling me with hope.
Actions speak louder 
Than your words can ever say,
I’ve already waited forever 
So I won’t wait another day.
I’m not sorry that we’re over
I’m sorry that

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