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Jan 2013
I finally feel the need for change
I completely welcome the tales of the past
Tragedy is what makes me who I am.
Seeking the entirety  of  the person I was made to be.

You finally broke through that armor of mine
The entire world looks at me and my decisions with disdain
Infatuation and interest, keeps me confined here
But I don’t know any more lessons to be learned from you.

I have learned some tolerance, patience and kindness
I have been taught to do what is required of me
Seeking the flame to brighten my day, my whole being
Still, waiting and watching to engage myself to thee.

Witchcraft and trickery are used all the time,
It doesn’t make it right or the best of the choices
However, I continue to persist and continue on
My spiritual guide is the only entity’s voices

I plea to thee, for a final chance
In which, to make this right
I am open and willing for another way
Seeking answers through my second sight.

Forgive me if I appear to be out of my mind,
I’m trying to give up on my painful memories, always keeping me down
The stars twinkle in the sky, the clouds keep moving around
Watching, waiting for that musical, whimsical, clarifying sound.

The wind chimes in the garden echo from a distance
Striking me at just the right moment, a moment of chance to be
Feel me at my core, feel me cover you with all of my love
Sell yourself to only me, against all odds, to have a chance to see.

Imprisoned within these walls that I have made
I find it hard to trust another man
But in the end, being alone isn’t the answer
I am doing all I possibly can.

But, I don’t give up and it doesn’t really matter to me
I’ll keep standing up, after getting kicked in the ribs for eternity
karen dannette
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karen dannette  NV
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