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Wandering_Spirit Poems

Talking to a friend Then suddenly the conversation came to an end Hiding behind a backpack So proposed is a back-track We rise, leave the area Leave behind unexpressed hysteria Prompted as to why So, admittedly trembling, I try To tell the tale That I try to leave stale Alas, all is well When I tell About that day a year ago Gesturing to places here and there, almost show What happened in that time long, Yet not so long, ago Start In part From what I knew Like a picture I drew Painting my memories Now almost...dare I say ease A heaviness left Was heft From my weary shoulders Like the moving of boulders I could finally breathe Letting a little ray of light Shine bright On one of my darkest days For so long it says Until it is gone over so much That such Is lesser than what it used to be Tell me what I'm supposed to see Flashes, flashes, Forces into my head, dashes Into the moments between Like replaying a movie scene Only it's just momentarily visible Making one wish they were invisible A cry; "Take me from this - for when I try," "All I can do is run and cry." But another being able to say It's okay Telling me I'm not so alone Don't have to drone Is pleasant Though I've told my tale Pierced the veil This was...comforting Then, in parting Was left with a tranquility One small moment of peace When pain would not cease Was nice When not even the music would suffice - Jay M March 7th, 2020