Regret Hurts
...Regret, how it hurts.
Doesn’t matter how many times I wish you were back, you’ll never come back.
You’re gone, and went in the worst way there was in my opinion.
I cried and I sobbed when I hea...
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Categories:
woodworks, angel, angst, conflict, cry,
Form: Free verse
The Register Book
...When I attend a wake I always try to arrive a short time after the service starts, this way it gives some of my friends and relatives some time to get there and I can share my grief and sorrows with ...
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Categories:
woodworks, death,
Form: Narrative
I Must Find
... I lost a part of me but it ain’t my heart I try to find,
Its myself that I left in the unknown,
The snakes are around me looking in the path I walk,
Lost in the woodworks I start to bring...
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Categories:
woodworks, dark, deep, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Precarious Lives
...Public Figures live a life that is filled with angst
and paranoia, always wondering where
their enemies are, so they experience ambivalence
when venturing far,
Naysayers often crawl out from th...
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Categories:
woodworks, introspection, life, on work
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Some
...Some ride coffins
Black and slick
Completely round
The best of linen interior
For when your inbound
Four feet laid under the ground.
Some swim in tears
Blue tinted, salty, and clear
Drownin...
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Categories:
woodworks, angst, life, people,
Form: I do not know?