I cease within my decree
no longer can I see the
person I had hoped to be.
Denial thrown thrown back
in the face off withering hope,
that gropes with dead desire.
Poleaxed by want, which quenched
the spark that was not my flame
blame was never my game.
Was gone before I was there, tears
that swell would never be enough to
drown a lifetime of disappointment.
There is no ointment to feather my
scar, no healing words without reproach,
the person I had hoped to be died within me.
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can you explain please I don't see it lol
ok fourth verse cool seen it cheers sis X
Zigs,
A brilliant write!
You have appropriately chosen the words to capture the feelings of someone who has failed to be the person he/she wants to be!
If this poem is a self reflection, these words do worry me...
”the person I had hoped to be died within me.”
So, so sad!
~Laura~
hi Laura many thanks for the comment as always, lol no its just a theme I only wrote this today this evening hope your keeping well ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,zigs
Now I feel better!😊
Other than dealing with the hot weather, I’m doing well! Thank you!
How about yourself?
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