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Mrs Timetable Aug 21
I knew you'd change our lives
My life
A mother's life
The young handsome man
Taking care of her
Taking care of us
His family loved us
Giving us more family
New babies
Never realizing the impact
Until now
The happiness
The safety
Being loved by a new dad
To replace one I never knew
I knew you'd change our lives
And you did...

Because you left
Understanding why I am the way I am...trying
Amy Childers Aug 21
When the raging tempest within my heart calms and the tides return my peace of mind, may my love forgive my transgressions.
For I have hated and lied, but worst of all, I have loved.
A consuming morbid type of love that leaves scars and extinguishes the very essence of my being.
It was a love that could bring down empires to a crumble and rot.
The type of love that causes unconditional and mindless bliss, a love so potent that I didn't see the insidious poison it carried within.
May the salve of time heal my broken mind and **** the viper that dared to live, or my love, may I just return to the waves from which I lived.
Within the riptide may I end the cycle of deceit and find solace in the storms eye.
Mary Huxley Aug 19
Even in death,
I still find solace in you ,
Through eternity,our bond still remains a fresh
J Aug 19
The weight of words unsaid
lies heavy in the air between us,
each breath a burden
laden with silence,
a thousand things left unspoken,
and in that stillness,
I know
we're breaking.
To hold on or to let go
In the quiet shadow of a broken heart,  
Dreams whispered softly, torn apart.  
Yet amidst the tears, a light was born,  
From fragments of hope, a new dawn sworn.  

Through the storm's embrace, a soul finds flight,  
Transforming pain into strength and might.  
With each step forward, a rhythm anew,  
Carrying on, a heart once torn, now true.
Thomas Harvey Aug 16
The day is normal as any other day
Johnny wakes up for school with a note by his bed
His mom tells him to behave and apologies she couldn't stay
He gets up and combs the hair on his head

On the way to school he cuts through the rail-yard
He stops for a minute to put some pennies on the track
On the way out he slips past the old guard
Times dwindling down, he knows he has to pack up the slack

At school he’s greeted by no one
He sits alone in his class, dreaming of escaping
Pondering to himself if it could really be done
As he stares out the window at the landscaping

When school is out, he rushes to the local diner
He scarfs down enough food to feed a family of four
As if he hasn't had any food that's finer
After he's finished, he still asks for more

On the way home he collects his now flatted pennies
He tucks them away in his pocket
Back at home he has plenty
He’s saving up to buy a rocket

A rocket to fly away from here
To go somewhere only he will know
So, then he will no longer fear
If only he was able to go

By the time he gets home, the sun has faded away
He walks through the door and shuts it lightly
He looks to broken glass on the ground with a loss of words to say
And he holds his fist ever so tightly

Before he can take another step, he is pushed to the ground
He feels a drop of beer hit his face
He looks up and his father ask if his mother has been around
Johnny doesn't answer, his father calls ham a disgrace

A few more bottles are thrown in anger
Johnny is then thrown and locked in his room
He wishes she could have taken him with her
And not leave him to this doom

Johnny cries though the night
Praying for a chance to leave
To fly away like a kite
He wonders if his being too naïve

When he wakes the day is as normal as any other day
Johnny wakes up for school with a note by his bed
His mom tells him to behave and apologizes she couldn't stay
He gets up combs his hair and wishes his father was dead
Farhan Farzin Aug 15
I've always worked to unveil my true self,
But some people are blind,
It’s like describing the rainbow itself,
To someone who is color blind.

Some folks are worth leaving far behind,
Neither linger nor waste your time;
They're toxic, as they've always tried,
To injure you, to keep you from your climb.
A quatrain poem that beautifully shows how some people are...
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