Long ago written
This is a poem I wrote in January 12, 2010
Stepped on. Spread a lie.
Yet no one sees me. lay down my head.
Whisper in a tiny voice.
My sorrow I weep.
Tokens of a past I am thankful to experience.
Now putting good use to an option I should have
used years ago.
Forgetful.
Create a new haven.
Close knitted family.
Even closer friends.
A tide would not erase their message.
A moment of shame just to understand
one word.
Never again can I hear yours.
A taste of bitterness soaks into my veins.
Tries to stop the pain within.
Recognizing my disregard of warnings.
HUGE signs were shouting.
I, obviously, must make my own choices and mistakes.
Written when most vulnerable.
The lost, cower over the spilled milk.
Try facing what is inevitable.
COURAGE to admit failure and defeat.
Then rise again. To a new level of experience.
Seems how that even 7yrs later would ring true. I still rise, enduring. Grit.
Stepped on. Spread a lie.
Yet no one sees me. lay down my head.
Whisper in a tiny voice.
My sorrow I weep.
Tokens of a past I am thankful to experience.
Now putting good use to an option I should have
used years ago.
Forgetful.
Create a new haven.
Close knitted family.
Even closer friends.
A tide would not erase their message.
A moment of shame just to understand
one word.
Never again can I hear yours.
A taste of bitterness soaks into my veins.
Tries to stop the pain within.
Recognizing my disregard of warnings.
HUGE signs were shouting.
I, obviously, must make my own choices and mistakes.
Written when most vulnerable.
The lost, cower over the spilled milk.
Try facing what is inevitable.
COURAGE to admit failure and defeat.
Then rise again. To a new level of experience.
Seems how that even 7yrs later would ring true. I still rise, enduring. Grit.
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