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Sep 2016
You said I was not deep enough
Compassion for me was so tough
Maybe I needed more lessons
To see what you felt in my depression


You're thoughts became my thoughts
Emotionally I was wrought
But alas, let me tell you my dear
You're visions were not seeminly clear!

I did show you all of me
Did you ever see, all I can be?
I suppose it doesn't matter
As the friendship is tattered

So many times I wish to phone
Tell you of what it is like to walk alone
But then again you already know this
Fortunatley this life is not blissful

Lessons are learnt
Your visions are burnt
It was far away from the truth
Thank goodness I still have my youth

So I, myself can move forward
Then I no longer need to feel awkward
I am , who I am
I shall never be ******

Hindsight, it was meant too be
I never would have learned to see
Within this I am so happy
Now I can go *****

I will always send you light and love
Asking the angels to bring you above
Now what last words shall I say
Being a seer was not this Day!
Written by
Carol Huizinga  Okotoks
(Okotoks)   
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