Not unlike days spent packing,
the scent of fear and cleaning supplies
utterly terrified for the unavoidable fact that
life does change,
and people too.
But retreat to the minds limitless wonder,
the world you create between days
spent packing
and wondering.
But sleep brings merciless reckoning,
a sence of failure and,
fictional freedoms.
Attacked by the unimagionable beast
and waves of lessons left incomplete.
What if the time is true
and change is for the better inside who?
Will i do it too...
this one is just not good...
Comments
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Yes..the life through the journey of love teaches us sometimes this and simetimes that...well done my friend....thanks for sharing such a wonderful piece...
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again thank you for your uplifting comments on my writing. it is good to know someone is not only reading my work but enjoying it and taking it apart word by word. You seem to have a bright mind for the creative writing as a whole. Endless appreciation and you never have to thank me for writing... i simply need to. It's me who thanks you for the kind words you post in response.
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