Untitled-because you can't put a tag on it
A word, a colour, a scent , a sound
Reminder of days past, days lost, days found...
Laughing, crying, happiness, despair,
Going through the motions, like a ride at the fair
Exhilaration, frustration, angst...love?
Love? ... It happens... sometimes it doesn't...
Sometimes it means to, sometimes...it's just too damned tough
Then you remember, all is not lost...
There's a strong hand behind you, in case you fall
A shoulder to lean on, when bad news calls
A shadow beside you, silent, sure
A kindness that shines through, a smile so sincere
A ravaged heart ,broken, torn into shreds
Still managed to hold together, barely, by threads...
Threads that followed us through the years,
They forged a friendship beyond friendship that we nurtured and grew
Grew to the heights of something new
Time to embrace it, to feel it, to let it lead...
Because once we were lost, though not entirely gone
But this was the one thing that helped us hold on
No please, no thank you, no questions asked, some people just fit in your life, like your other half...
Makes no sense, these words in my head, but hey, some things...they just need to be said ;)
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"PEACE" In A Pod
Poetry*RENAMED* Formerly called "Awakenings" I usually do this for each new character, just to allow me to adjust to the new people in my head (kind of like a character development for me.) This would nicely explain how they see themselves, and what I ne...
