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Penny Iloa Mar 2018
She sat down beside me,
An overwhelming feeling of anxiety coinciding...
Chatting about this and that,
While something deeper was being held back.
Why does she hold her hands out so?
What is this secret she desperately wants someone to know?
My eyes finally see what
She was hiding from me.
An image that managed to embed itself in my mind, perhaps my entire lifetime.
An awakening from my illusional world,
Into the reality of a young, wounded, girl.
Fresh scars from shaving blades,
Across her tiny, frigid, living veins...
Whom the **** am I to blame?!
Yet, I'm the one feeling shamed,
For leaving her alone to endure life's unbearable, pain.
Oh Lord, **** NO!!
This innocent Being should not have to suffer so!!
I take her hand in mine, and say "everything will be just fine; take it one day at a time."
Yet, she knows I am lying,
And we just sat there together,
Dying.
There is viture for those whom choose to live,
One must obtain their wisdom and learn how to forgive.
Pay mind to those suffering in silence. Ask, ask, ask! they want to be saved, just have to recognize the cry for help.
  Mar 2018 Penny Iloa
UZara Mist
Wake up,
you're alive.

But who asked if I wanted this life?
I didn't choose to be here;
nor there.
yet, I'm everywhere.

Day by day,
I pass through time -  
like a bird in the sky.
My mind,
in a constant bind.
Thoughts consumed of what I once knew.

Night by night,
My soul -
finally set free.
The moonlight -
I wish to be.
Will I ever be content with just me?

Sleep,
Please don't dream.
Penny Iloa Mar 2018
Roses may be red.
Irises, somewhat blue.
Her smile is my favorite;
Quite a luminous view.
A golden heart is rare, indeed!
Where true beauty bare, without heed.
Simply divine; to witness a miracle in how her eyes continue to shine,
Despite life's painful past time.
Plenty of Fish in this ravenous sea,
Only few fathom the depths of Kismet's decree.

Shall I accept my conflicted dare?

To ignite a fire, of which, both we share.
Oh, Earth Angel, how I wish it could be,
Yet, Father Time is against me, three!
I wish you well in all your endeavors;
I have placed you in my heart, my darling,
as a priceless piece of treasure.
If someone should break your precious heart again, I will **** their *** up and still be here till time's end.
Thank you for reading. My darling couldn't wait for me to wake up...but she knows I'll be waiting.
Penny Iloa Mar 2018
Broken beauty,
What hast thou done to thee, me?
My Darling has disappeared,
Is hidden,
Engrossed with fear.
Look at the state you've put me in...
Holding us back,
Afraid to win,
Where do we even begin?
Yet, it's not about me...
It's about we,
And how you forget to love thee, me!!
Oh my dear, sweet Heart,
How you suffer still...
Against your own free, egotistical, will;
Explain to me Darling,
Is this why we feel ill?
Mine own enemy,
Why cannot ye, love thee, me!!
Although time may be constant and pure,
You will find your way back to me again,
My Darling,
From now,
Until forevermore!!
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