She watches, and the road drives on
He’s gone, yet the clock keeps ticking
Only at that moment, does she smile
He said it would pass, just like life
You’ve got to live it
No point dancing in the past
Not with the looks of an angel
He was full of shit, so was she
The grass was long then
With mountains that stole your innocence
Miles from the watching eyes
Where love lasted a whole day
Regrets were hid away
Seemed like yesterday
Now she’s alone with him
So respectable she almost cries
For a marriage full of lies
A pillar to all that died
The mountains stood there
Just for a moment
Looking down on innocence
She watches, and the road drives on
He's gone, yet the clock keeps ticking.
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Author:
Paul Bell (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 21st, 2022 05:23
- Category: Love
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Comments3
so much raw emotionality
'seething', yet 'deflated'
that's the mindset
your poetic voice captured..
to me at least, dear Poet
a relatable read, thank you
(I just hope it's fiction)
"He's gone, yet the clock keeps ticking." Lord this is amazing. Very well done dear Paul.
An emotional one, the lines tug at the heart.
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