It seems...
that when it comes to you, I regress.
Yes, U were the worst thing that happened to me
and the blinding chemical that forbade me to see. The truth.
But yet,
I still....
Love can dismantle you up.
At least when it's not on the up and up.
And the other person is a huge clutter up.
I tried...
Lord himself knows the depths of extreme that I spent.
All the time that I lent.
All the knowledge that I kicked.
Was for the benefit of your well being.
But.
That's life and it goes on.
Nothing to do but block it.
As much since I can't stop it.
When will our encounters mean as less as dust?
I Guess my trust is screwed up....
One day I'll luck up and really move on.
And yet...
I still.
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Author:
Jay Arcane (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 8th, 2017 17:33
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Comments1
WELCOME FRIEND ~ Thanks fro your first poem straight from your beautiful wounded heart ! I know you will have found writing his poem helpful ~ a hurt shared is a hurt halved. Also MPS is a very caring site which enable us to share our pleasures and our pain ~ AMEN. We all learn something from our encounter with LOVE and we expect better next time ~ w all hope to luck up and move on ~ BUT ~ as you indicate it's never easy ~ especially when we have given so so much. Thanks for carin' and sharin'. Thinking of you BRIAN (UK) ~ Pleas check my poems ~ Thanks B.
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