4. 1/3/22
Maybe this isn’t fair
Maybe it wasn’t worth it
Love is rare
Love was perfect
Days are long
Days spent searching
She sings her song
She prayed for certain
Truth be told
Truth was lacking
Today is different
Today was lonely
Tomorrow will be painful
Tomorrow is uncertain
Monday 3rd January 2022 8:08 am
3. 1/3/22
Picking at my scabs
Trying to satisfy the itch
Scrubbing at the surface
Resurrecting what lies below
Flashes of her beauty
The memories unfairly buried
Once captured and placed
Somethings you can’t erase
the Barking and the snores
Welcome homes and good nights
Torment with every scratch
A story for every bandage
The sutures are so rugged
My fingertips...
Monday 3rd January 2022 7:39 am
2. 1/3/22
Is it safe
...do I wait
to clear my plate
preserve whats left with faith
Pass the basket to the side
Empty hearts opened wide
Fill with promise, Take the lies
Close the top, Kiss the lid
Time has come, Bury deep
Dry your eyes, children weep
Some may sing, silence the cries
Clear the room
Stomachs full, stories told
Remember when’s are never old
...Monday 3rd January 2022 7:22 am
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My sadness can be kind.
My heart can be opened.
My clock can rewind.
My scars can be softened.
Her love was divine.
Her words softly spoken.
Her pain is not mine.
Her trust was quickly broken.
This was not the design.
This didn’t have to happen.
This ache lives near my spine.
This healing required fast action
If I wasn’t all so inclined
If I behaved i...
Monday 3rd January 2022 7:15 am
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