Growing up I would have random moments of abstract thought so I would write them down. It either was feelings I personally had or have seen. I even had a few things published back in the day....so I have to be somewhat decent of a writer...right? Ha Ha...who cares. I write because I feel better and sometimes I just want someone to listen. So be prepared for random poems or just brief moments of thought. With that said, here is a recent one of those moments:
Lost Heart
I breathe
you quiver
I speak
you shiver
What has lead this to be?
Goose pimples once kissed my back
My heart raced to hear your voice
I wonder now why I even try anymore
I long for no resistance
I ache for just appreciation
Love is supposed to be stronger than this
Living in a mess
It can no longer be cleaned
Copyright 2009
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