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Sarah Frey Poem
If only we hadn’t been so different
It was so right until it turned wrong
Like milk gone sour
That we had left out the fridge for far too long
Maybe that was what it came down to
Is that we left our milk on a bench
In Parque Bicentenario where we first met
No one else existed, everything made sense
At least that’s what I said to the nightmares that I dreamt
So here I sit writing this
With the milk of our relationship long ago thrown out
And I think about Parque Bicentenario
When I had much, much fewer doubts
Copyright © Sarah Frey | Year Posted 2024
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Tears fill my eyes
Sadness fills my lungs
No one else can see
The things I am running from
Shadows start to move
Voices start to yell
It’s like a grand ole’ staircase
To my own personal hell
I shut myself off from the world
“Self-isolation it’s the key”
The key to more sadness
And worse anxiety
Copyright © Sarah Frey | Year Posted 2024
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Where to run?
There's nowhere to go
Where to hide?
I can't go below
I cry, I cry
I sigh, I sigh
The world's a mess
As am I
So when I'm stressed
I look to the sky
Why, oh, why was I put here?
In this place, this family, this time, oh dear!
My head spins with spools of thought
All tangled up in terrible knots
I think and think
And think some more that I should drink
But drink I will not do my dear
For when I do I lose my head
And I cannot lose my head I fear
Otherwise you will find me dead
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One day we´ll be far away from here
With both our minds oh so clear
Hand in hand we'll walk down the street
And then I´ll give you a kiss on the cheek
“I used to dream of you,” I’ll say
“When you were still so far away”
“Yet somehow here we are,”
You’ll say as I’m wrapped in your arms
Alas, you’re still not here
But I have faith that soon my dear
That I will see you and you’ll be here
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Tiny hands
Pure hearts
Silly smiles
Footprint art
Cheerful shrieks
New found words
Belly laughs
Singing heard
As I open up the door
These are the sounds I hear
And everyday it gives me a reason
To have a smile stretching from ear to ear
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In another world
In another life
We could have been more than friends
We could have been husband and wife
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We have overcome so many struggles
So many will continue to come
We have jumped in so many puddles
And together we have so much fun
Day by day it’s you I choose
To dedicate and give my whole life to
You are the person I refuse to lose
A gift from above, it’s always been you
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The world is burning
And there is nothing that I can do to make it stop
I have no money
So I share posts in hopes of someone else having money
I have such little hope
So I share posts to encourage others to have hope
How can I spread joy when I have nothing left to give?
How can I be positive as I stand in the middle of a fire that those who were supposed to protect us lit?
How can I help others out of the fire when I myself am dying from smoke inhalation?
I am lost
And I am empty
I have nothing left to give
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Welcome to the house of nightmares and fears
All of it lives above my ears
My thoughts run here and my thoughts run there
None of it will ever, ever be fair
I always imagine the worst will happen
Like one day my family will die at the hands of an assassin
Or worse yet it could be someone we know
Someone we love, someone we cherish, someone we have seen grow
"Stop, stop, STOP!" I scream inside
The deep, dark corners of my mind
Comfort and peace are so far from hear
From all of the fears above my ears
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My father explained it to me this way
“It was like getting on a freight train. There was no getting off,”
Those are the words he used when discussing commitment to my mother you see
I tried to get off the train, but I couldn’t get off
The love and the safety that I felt from your presence was so much better than
The world outside of what we had built which was cold and cruel
We cried, fought, and talked and talked
Yet I still could not get off
How could I get off the train?
The train that we had so carefully crafted together
The train that we had built with our own hands
I simply could not get off
I simply cannot get off
And we will still fight
And we will still cry
We will have problems that have no reason as to why
And I don’t know about you
But I never want to get off
Copyright © Sarah Frey | Year Posted 2024
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