Dana Mruz: Poems

CHRONIC

Dana Mruz Aug 5

CHRONIC

How do I stop the feeling
Of the pain not healing
Seeming like I never would
I wish I could
My mind is tired
Thoughts wired
Needing a break
Is this all fake
I wanna be awake

The title Chronic stems from feeling like a wound that never gets to heal.

Endless

Dana Mruz Sep 2017

Endless

Endless waiting
Forever taking
How long did you
Think it would take
Before you made a mistake

Started early
Wish I could erase
The secrets and lies
You spit in my face

Miss

Dana Mruz Sep 2017

Miss

He was sitting their
I looked
With a blank stare
Myself feeling hooked

Belonged to me before
Soon an end
Closed door
You were my boyfriend

I miss it most
The days spent
You are now a ghost
Heavily meant

Sad to think
Me and you
That within a blink
We didn't come true

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