Wednesday, November 22, 2017


Your heart black as coal.
You see only your
reflection staring.
In sorrow, do you
wonder why you are
alone? On your own.
You mourn what wasn’t.
You ask for what can’t be.
You give nothing at
all. It keeps you free.
You take what was pure.
Rip it into shreds.
You stand back not sure,
why you are to blame.
Keep close your still heart.
It beats just for you.
The distance from you,
and happiness is;
but one word of truth.

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