My sadness creeps in again & you can't stop it. I picture a train crash, car accident, gun shot.
I picture him leaving, him cheating, myself leaving, anything that gives an ache.
I picture dark rooms, coffin beds, empty bellies full of aspirin & water.
Anything that gives an ache.
& this is just another poem he can't read. Another thought he can't have.
Another door between the two of you like a wall that can't be pushed over.
He can't see this.
If he saw this he'd know &
He can't know this.
He can't know this....
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The Mind Of A Poet
PoetryMy first poetry book! Read and enjoy❤️ I wrote this for you.. Update; My first completed poetry book, #9 in Poetry on Aug 4, 2017. Thank you everybody for all of your support. I will continue making more. Stay tuned
