Poem by mwsR

This

This pain is waiting

I will not let it in

This was all my yesterdays, I don’t live now in them

I want to scream and shout at those memory ghosts

That used to be such present hosts

My heart is strong but made from much pain

Because of back then, I have never been the same.

I hope I can free my mind from it all

One day I’ll deal but not because of that call

I’ll let things fly from my mind so I can sleep

I hate those feelings though that like to creep

Please pray for me

Please hold my hand

This has been a journey, I’m in a foreign land

God help me heal and take this from me

I just want desperately to be free.

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This By MwsR

Hardest ever, decision

Sadness is the infliction

Hesitant, because I’m sad

This decision will turn me mad.

Fearful, of life without him

Regret starts to set in.

This, is not fair

Others get to keep from getting their scar

I won’t not, to think about it

But I must eventually face it.

Where does your heart go

When it doesn’t know?

This!