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Best Poems Written by Lydia Cifuno

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I Know Not Why

I know not why
you have chosen this path of goodbye.
For it is not what I would have chosen for us.
For I had faith in you.
and faith in Us.
For I believed we could go far
that we could change the world together.
I believed the possibilities of what we could achieve
were endless.
But now
we can achieve nothing together.
Because that is the path you have chosen
And I know not why.
I know not why
you didn’t believe in us
and I know not why
you didn’t believe in me
and why you stopped loving me
when I kept loving you.
For I know not why
you believed it was impossible
to work through our differences
and how you didn’t want to try
why…
you gave up so quickly.
why…
you gave up on us
and you gave up on me.
For I know not why
what I have done
to make you choose such a path.
For I may never know why.

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Hope Your Happy Now

I hope you find her.
The girl who is better than me.
Hope she takes care of you
and supports you better than me.
Hope she loves you more than I did.
Hope she believes in you
and encourages you to be everything you can be
more than I did.
Hope she fights for you
more than I did.
Hope she her kiss
her touch
her embrace
are better than mine.
Hope that her heart beats even faster
than mine did when I was with you.
Hope she stays with you through
the absolute best
and the absolute worst
just like I did.
Hope that you can handle her better
than you could handle me.
I hope that everything about her
is so much better than me.
Now that you’re not with me
I hope that you are happy now.

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What Are You Going To Do

It only takes one person to make a difference in the world we live in today.
It takes one person to pave the way.
It takes one person’s dream.
It takes one person’s passion.
It takes the want to care about others before yourself.
It takes courage.
It takes strength.
It takes patience.
It takes heart.
We say we want things to change
that every day
it shouldn’t have to be this way.
What are we going to do?
It takes our feet standing up
stepping out of our doors
and going as far as we need to go
to make it all happen.
It doesn’t take us
waiting.
sitting there.
for someone else to do do it.
You have the choice to be the change.
or to let it just be the same.
What are you going to do?
Do you want it all the same?
Or do you want to see some change?
Well what are you going to do?

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Life Is a Car Wreck

Life can be a car wreck.
It can be a crash.
It can seem like it’s all carshing into you.
It can seem like you’re just stuck
and you can’t move.
But you live and you learn,
cry and you yearn.
Smile and laugh,
win and loose,
rise and fall,
and walk and crawl.
It can scare you
and freak you out.
You feel like you will never get out of this mess that you’re in.
You feel like you’re trapped
and no one can save you.
and you don’t know what to do.
You cry
but you feel like no one’s there to see your tears
and wipe them away.
You just don’t feel like you’ll see another happy day.
You feel like sunshine will never again come your way.
But soon it will all be over.
You will see a happy day.
You live and you learn,
cry and you yearn.
smile and laugh,
win and loose,
rise and fall,
walk and crawl.
Life can be a car wreck
where it feels as if everything is broken into pieces
and you can’t seem to fit them back together.
You can’t find every piece.
Some pieces are missing.
But over time
the pieces are found and they all fit together perfectly.
Because
you live and you learn,
cry and you yearn.
smile and laugh,
win and loose,
rise and fall,
walk and crawl.
Hang in there.
You’ll be pulled out of this car wreck.

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The Breaking Point

I reread all the words I have wrote to you these past few years
and I can feel the passion and love that we once shared.
I want to know
where did it all go
and why isn’t it still there?
and why can’t we bring it back?
Can love and passion really disappear
just like that?
Surely it can’t.
or can it?
I just can’t wrap my mind around it all.
When was the point when it all started to fall?
I’d give anything at all.
Absolutely anything.
I’d sacrifice anything at all
to take that point away.
so that it never would have fallen.
so that neither of us would be broken.

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Such a Privilege

You think you know her.
How she thinks
and how she feels.
What she wants and
what she dreams.
You think you know.
but really.
You have no idea.
You think you know
why she”s happy
why she’s sad
or why she’s mad.
You think you know the reason
behind her tears.
But really.
You have no idea.
All you do is assume.
You assume everything about her.
It’s all untrue.
And you don’t care to look deep into her dark brown eyes
and realize what’s about her.
You won’t even talk to her.
You assume
and trashtalk her.
You assume everything bad about her
and never believe she can be anything great at all.
You are so close to making her give up and just fall
but she will not let you do that.
You never knew her.
You were never fortunate to have such a privilege.

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Over

I wonder and I wonder.
and I wonder and I wonder.
what I could have done.
What I could have done 
so that this never happened.
so that we never fought like we did
So that it never escalated to this.
What I could have done to make it better
so that it wouldn’t have to end this way.
so that you would stay.
what I could have done so that it never gave you even the slightest thought.
so that you’d never ever look back to that day.
the thought that made you say
you no longer wanted to stay. 
I am so terribly sorry that I am not everything you wanted me to be. 
I am so sorry that it wasn’t good enough just being me. 
I know that I am not perfect
and I have many many flaws.
but I wanted to work through our differences
because I believed in you
and I believed in us
and what we could both be.
Together. 
But it doesn’t matter anymore. 
Our time is over
and now I am so alone
with nowhere to go. 
I’m left alone to pick up the pieces you left for me.

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Stone Cold

It’s been a while since I talked to them.
I can’t even remember anymore.
But they really made me fall off the cliff
They kicked me out of the house more than enough times
and told me I wasn’t welcome there.
Just as long as I didn’t “act right”
or continued to “act this way.”
On top of all the other stones they have thrown at me,
they threw that one the farthest and knocked me off the cliff.
I’ve tried and I’ve tried.
I’ve tried to make it work.
I’ve tried to climb my way back.
Back onto the cliff.
Back to my home.
Back to my home where I should belong.
Back to my home where I should always feel
welcomed, accepted, supported and loved.
No matter how “right” or wrong I act.
No matter what “way” I act.
because that’s where I should be 
welcomed, accepted, supported and loved no matter what.
That’s right.
That’s the way it SHOULD be.
But it’s not.
So they keep throwing the stones at me
and I fall off the cliff.
Over and Over again.
I’m tired of climbing this same cliff over and over again
to a place where I’ll never feel welcomed, accepted, supported or loved.
There’s no point
and there’s no use anymore.
It’s over.
I’m done.
No more.
Stones.
to throw at me anymore.

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Life Is a Dance

Life is a dance.
Sometimes we fall.
Sometimes we land wrong. 
Sometimes we do the wrong move completely
and sometimes we twist our ankles. 
Sometimes it seems we can’t master a move
no matter what we do.
We just want to 
quit moving
give up 
and quit dancing.
Sometimes we don’t feel like we can succeed
and that all we do is fail.
Sometimes it’s like it’s one failure after another
and one twisted ankle after another.
But despite all of this,
life can still be beautiful.
Just like a dance. 
Despite all the wrong moves 
all the failures
and twisted ankles.
Once we have healed
we can bounce right back up.
We can keep on moving.
Because what is a dance
and what is life if we don’t get up
and keep on moving?
Sometimes we land just right.
Sometimes we master a move beautifully.
Sometimes we do it completely wrong and get hurt.
But we keep on dancing. 
Because it’s still beautiful.
And life is a dance.

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From This Day On

I have lied in bed this past week
wondering about you.
I have felt so lonely without you.
Without you to hold.
Without you to cuddle with.
Without your company.
But I know you will never be here again 
and there is no use dreaming about it.
Because we will always be through.
Over and done with.
Never to be thought of.
dreamed of.
or spoken of again.
I shall forget thee
Because there really is no point to remember.
You definitely weren't good enough to be.
with someone as good as me. 
So I am truly going to live my life without you.
You willl never be thought of.
dreamed of.
or spoken of again.
From this day on. 
Forever and ever.



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