Sitting in plain darkness I see the moonlight creeping in
my body's filled with anger, as I think about him
I sit there waiting patiently as I work out a perfect plan
one way or another Ill make him understand
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I can feel your emotion in this very stanza ..... sometimes I feel as though it is like trying to bust through a brick wall ....with a toothpick. Their heads being the brick!
Heart wrenching write Cathy and your pain is felt through-out the entire piece.

Take care
Luanne

Cathy
Living on memories is very hard on your heart.

I don't say a word I don't even breath a sigh
and my eyes all cried out, so I can no longer cry
I look about my house and see the shadows on the wall
I see the memories replay in my head as I look down the hall

Great job on this piece, very painful to read.
Thinking of you Cindy

Cathy,

"Sitting in plain darkness I see the moonlight creeping in
my body's filled with anger, as I think about him
I sit there waiting patiently as I work out a perfect plan
one way or another Ill make him understand"

Loved this stanza. It kept the reader inticed to read further.

The flow was a bit scetchy in places, like the last line should have had a few more syllables in order for it to roll of the tongue, but the passion of emotion was so well done. A very heartfelt piece.

Always,
Jeannie

In my opinion the pain of a broken heart is the worst that we as human beigns can endure :) beautifully written :) 5/5