Read the words...
Feel them...
Listen...
Hear the voice
screaming out
Let them build and form
pictures
Broken images frame the
scene
Etched with the pain
And faded by the lies
Thoughts crop the
images short
Fade to black the
sunlight smiling
Removing the
use-to-be...
The once highlighted
happiness has just become another pawn used within the game
Cheated has become the
heart
Now caught in the
middle...
Its a choice to care
To be more than these
blind moments
That refuse to be
smoothed over by a simple,“I'm sorry...”
A line is drawn
Fingers trace the edge
Tears attempt to wash
it clean
Feet stumble forward...
Life knocks upon the
darkness sneaking in
A choice now held
within trembling hands
Will define the next
decision made.
©
2017
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