If not for you, I'd never have understood the written word. Perhaps childhood fantasy that you would see what others could not. Even if you did you'd never tell me. How can you be so cold in a world that is full of love? I will never understand. So complicated in your actions, I don't wish to be your saviour, nor do I wish to be your enemy, I simply wish to understand. If not for you I couldn't do the things I do, say the things I say, hold the love I do, a special place that is reserved for only you. Time is a healer and it has heald, no longer am I bound to the thought of you. But sometimes I falter in my resolve to banish you from my memory and madness takes over. One day you will be a distant memory, I cannot wait for that day, when your distaste for me has no power over my emotions.
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Pen And Ink.
PoetryThis short book was written from the scrambled thoughts in my mind. Life can be overbearing at times, with it's never ending twists and turns. It can be hard to make sense of the world. The things we experience in life can often shape us into unreco...
