Second part of the dream described in the poem "When Love Goes Away" when love is not enough, when the small town moth is attracted to the big city lights...
Part II of "When Love Goes Away"
The small town kept getting smaller
walls closing over a city prison like
a small suitcase with few belongings
the empty train station, no goodbyes,
out to the big city and I knew then
that you wouldn’t come back.
Cheap lipstick to make you pretty to
catch a big break with a big smile
but you were one more among so many
chasing the Fortune everybody wants,
some with more expensive lipstick
others doing for it that “extra mile”
Months got to pile over into years
forget you? no I couldn’t do that
you was my sweetheart next door
and waiting seems to give a chance
to all of those next trains arriving
with the little suitcase and a smile!
The paper said in a little foot note…
a dirty alley, one overdose, the last,
then I knew, you wouldn’t come back.
I've been away. Read part 1 before part 2.
Hate nightmares. Hate the cold.
Terrible when your nightmares are in the light of day.
Gave me goosebumps.
Hugs--RaeLynn
Finding or escaping happiness an old tale that never ends, many are left tattered and broken in pieces, but we don't control fate, we only think we do, if you have a loving heart, as you do, your fate is to suffer such......Blessings friend! Jasmin Horst
Reviewed by Flying Fox Ted L Glines (Reader)
Reviewed on October 5, 2008
The instant response is to ask, "Why do they do this?" But I know why they do it. Here and now stifles their dreams. Somewhere else, bright lights, big city, calls with a naive promise of fame and fortune. A few kisses and hugs, some lipstick and a packed suitcase, and they are on their way to a destiny which will eat them alive. The bright lights and big city of dreams hides an underworld of lushes and druggies who dream their impossible dreams in the gutters among similar losers. And an overdose is a fast high ...
Georg,
So sad, my friend. As Bonnie says she lives in your heart, always. Nothing can take her away from you there.
God Bless,
~Linda
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on October 5, 2008
Oh my, sweet man...your words brought tears running down my face..like Bonnie said sad....but so beautiful..your such a caring and loving man I can see it in your words..heart of gold....have a wonderful and safe day..Hugsss
Oh this is so sad and painful. But somewhere she it in your heart forever, and a warm feelin comes when you think of her. Lovely sad write Georg. Love, Bonnie
Now if you could find a little place in that big heart for compassion for Dr. Bonnie this would be a better world.
Rovella is a beautiful woman with a cold heart whom blames herself for an unfortunate old family secret that is literally ruining her life. This secret impedes a gorgeous woman from having happiness in her childhood, and throughout her life. Dark sec
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Karen
such a sad end! Blessings for her,and
love to you Georg!
ET
Hate nightmares. Hate the cold.
Terrible when your nightmares are in the light of day.
Gave me goosebumps.
Hugs--RaeLynn
Ted
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :(
But your brilliant touch makes this
the outstanding gem
in the jewelry box.
Peace be with you
William
So sad, my friend. As Bonnie says she lives in your heart, always. Nothing can take her away from you there.
God Bless,
~Linda
Now if you could find a little place in that big heart for compassion for Dr. Bonnie this would be a better world.