Broken pot

by DarkLight   Mar 27, 2014


Wish I could print my past on a sheet of paper
Fold it to artistic rose flower and leave it to dry on an empty vase
But that will rob me of my heart break and image of my species.
If only I could
Go back to time and change the leashed monster I have become
I cant
It will take all the fun and memories I spent years creating
The future may be bright or crystal clear to me
But what of those crying souls that I condemned to eternity?
There is much to think about before taking a step back or forward
Like music
One step in front before you decide to move the other..
Curse me
Deny my existence
Word goes around
finds a solid rock and grows on it...
I wanna judge you
But can't
Something stronger than anger stopping me
Trying to find a reason as to why and I have every reason not to..
Just because the universe gives different meteors doesn't stop us from learning new metaphors...

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  • 10 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Nice write

  • 10 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Nice write

  • 10 years ago

    by Burning Angel

    This poem took my breath away because of all the imagery that you used. I love this