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Karmen Jun 1
As I close my garage and drive away, all I can think of is the escape; Is it really an escape or easy to not let them see the pain. My heart is heavy; my mind so full can't even fathom a tear to pull. I'm lost, and drained don’t even know who will listen to my brain. I've pushed, pulled and choked, and drowned now its surround. Cause she had doubt felt fear and neglect like someone's hands around her neck. Her depths so wide and cracks so thin how could she ever feel she’ll win. Worry is anxiety depression, with suicide is supposedly a sin. My father, who is in heaven, please guide my path for soon to see it all, only my wrath as I close my garage and drive away.
Writing from my cousin, sharing the poem for all.
Karmen Jun 1
Blindly loved or love be blind whatever peace my heart defines. My body my soul was given like blood for my life was forsaken from the one that I loved. Was alone, bruised, torn but for worse the feeling of left confused. Was it me, what I do my heart poured for a live I lived for. A family home, a career a journey never to believe this man and his irony. Although carrying his only child was betrayed numerous times girls that hasn’t even ran my mile. I wouldve done, could’ve done and then still did mainly because I was having a kid. Swalled my pride put my insecurity aside for what to be left alone to cry. Yet now 3 years later my heart looks back back feel peace and endurance to God set my only track. He built my strength off pain cheating and absue to allow me to see he is the is the only man my heart shall choose.
My cousin shared this writing with me. I felt the poem should be shared with all
Karmen Mar 2019
Much of a given ****
Not here very much
You ***** and *****
She’s twisted and sick
Still you run back so quick

Life you have always wished
Blinding your clear sight
Of the truth that lies
It ends the same each time

Man left all alone
Picking up the pieces
Of his worn-out heart
She shattered towards the floor
And wrecking his souls once more

much of a given ****
Not here very much
You ***** and *****
Still you run back so quick
So my given *****
Are not here very much
Karmen Feb 2019
Is it a right to write
Or should I deny
That life is but to write
Then you are
My forever goodnight
Till the sunlight arises
And continue our nights thoughts out loud
  Nov 2018 Karmen
S G Arndt
enjoy these words
in silence
value every line
you might try
to look right through me
in an attempt
to dampen the shine
  Nov 2018 Karmen
Michael Smit
Close your eyes and you will see
All is not what it seems to be
There is a story unspoken
That left my mind a woken
a Stolen token
My wound reopen

My reign of fire
My hearts desire
You are a liar
So burn in fire

I crossed the line
Had it not been define
a Wrap in time
a Story of mine

They call me the worst witch
Because I tend to switch
I make them glitch
Because I'm the witch

I enchant your mind
Forcing you to find
The power that hides

My power is running out
And I am left in doubt
This is my final spell
The last to tell
I wish you well
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