no-one stays the same
we all just simply wait
for the change to move over our way
whether it's others leaving us
or we are moving on
we all have to change and someone keep on

living

like it's not killing us inside
it's a challenge especially when the world demands that we

hide it

because now pain is weakness
the hurt inside cannot pierce through the tough exoskeleton

a pre-requisite to life is the knowledge that everybody leaves

a mother leaves her child, whether by choice or by chance
a husband leaves his wife for a younger girl instead
a soldier leaves his country, because he is treated like a misfit

why does no-one fight it?
can no-one see a way?
or is it the "I am one and that's not enough" belief striking again?
99 is NOT 100
it will never be
so fight the change to keep the world the way that it should have been

but keep in mind, not to limit others
don't force them to stay still
for others than yourself, are important too
when someone tries to leave you, let them go with kindness
and if they try to keep you once they're gone
well, it means they never left you

this is far too long a poem
but to short to fit in what to say
in the coda of this verse, I will try to explain
that though everyone leaves for a time, some will always remain
in your heart and your mind
you'll never be alone when you find a friend who will do the same

Hey there boy,
Funny seeing you again,
Someone who was much more than a simple friend.

You filled my life with joy and regret,
But now the question I have is..

Do you miss it?

Rubbing your hands through my hair, whispering things in my ear?

Do you miss it?

Kissing my lips until I was blushing scarlet, promising we'd last forever?

I don’t.

Are you jealous boy?
How I’ve blossomed without you,
Have you realised that you held me back?

I have.

I thank you for causing the pain inside my heart,
The immovable weight,
Because each time it hits me,
I’m reminded of how much I have grown,

*Without your help.

A thorn,
Barbed and tearing my flesh.
Others only see the outer thorn,
They pull on it.
Not seeing the hooks inside.

Fall in love with her beetroot blush,
The way she tucks her hair behind her ear,
Her dimpled smirk...

Fall in love with her freckles,
The way she leans in to listen to what you're saying,
Her scars...

Fall in love with her story,
The way she stares at her hand when she speaks,
Her secrets...

Fall in love with her trust,
The way she loves another man,
Her faith...

Fall in love with her:
                      Gently,
                                Purely,
                                         Emphatically.

Fall in love with her,
Like He would.

A cynical laugh.
Fell for another joke.
Worthless with no merit.
Disappointed hope.
Giving nothing and leaving nothing.
Nothing.

Filled with anxiety and melancholy,
What happened to that blanket of Peace?
My heart is a vessel of Worry,
My mind, a cauldron of Despair.
Where is the Joy?
Why must is be a fleeting emotion,
Hardly ever in my grasp?
God promises many things,
Joy,
Peace,
Love,
How long must I wait to receive?
Almost beyond impatience,
More...
Desperate sorrow

My girl, she's a beauty,
Long, flowing black hair,
A voluptuous *****.
She struts along streets with a confident air,
Very nearly, but not quite, snooty.
Her *******, a perfect pair,
Her morning breath, fresh and fruity.
Her smile makes lonely strangers stare,
Her dimples, wow, she's such a cutie.
Her body, an alluring, ***** snare,
Multitudes of friends follow like groupies,
  Although she makes other men swoon in despair,
  I've succumbed to obey her with a sense of duty.
  I'm sick, I'm done, time to get her out…**she better prepare.