I study the floor
I don't look up
Nonetheless I walk into you.
Was it an accident,
Was it a coincidence?
That as we meet
I begin to weep?
And how you didn't even say sorry
You just stroll on without a worry
And it's alright
As long I don't cry tonight?
I wish I knew where I was going
You knew I was in front of you
You knew I wouldn't have a clue
So you decide to knock me down.
I scream for help but you've thought it through
You made it so I don't know what to do.
And there are many things I want to confess.
To profess about.
To obsess about.
But you have tied me to a chair
My mouth is taped
And you're pulling my hair.
And I stare at the ceiling.
Words are painted across,
Throwing me down - more of a toss.
All you do is make me read...
Words everywhere.
Word sprawled and inked.
You held me tight so I could stay
But for myself I began to pray:
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Dear God, I love you and now would be great.
Can you come now? Before it's too late?
So I pray on.
And my prayers are answered
As you suddenly disappear
Vanished. Gone. Diminished. Gone.
I feel I've grown.
YOU ARE READING
The End of a New Beginning
PoetryIt's too late now. We just have to move on. The memory keeps appearing on my mind. I can't seem to forget it. It constantly makes me recall back to that very day. It was rather disturbing. I am desperate for answers.... Time passed as I waited pati...
