I Hope, I Pray
I don't get, the way that you see
I am here, but you don't see me.
Share my secrets, show you my hand
The way that you see, I don't get
I pray, I hope.I hope,I pray.
Full of self doubt I turn away.
All alone, how will I now cope?
I hope, I pray. I pray, I hope.
Can't you hear what I have to say?
You turn around and walk away.
Words don't reach, you're no longer near.
What I have to say, can't you hear?
Heart is broken. Broken my heart.
A lesson learnt, betrayal's your art.
Too late to deny, words spoken.
Broken my heart. Heart is broken.
Written for:
Swap Quatrain
Emile Pinet
4th September 2022
Copyright © Tricia Lucas-Clarke | Year Posted 2022
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