Has laid dormant for many years,
Creating within so many fears,
So many years I’ve lived without sin,
So many years I’ve not done,
So many years I’ve hidden from the sun…
Like a vampire I have in the dark crept,
Of the monster inside I have wept,
Held back the pain, I’ve kept,
He is hidden in layers of guilt,
Over him I have of past dust swept…
I think the sooner you let it out, the better off you'll be. Demons don't go away unless they are exposed to the light of day. And then they evaporate quickly when we see them for what they really are… Just fear.
So many of us have demons we must keep where they belong.........in the past. Perhaps you need to go confer with a professional concerning this matter. I'm pulling for you!
A collection of love poetry both relatable and unique.. Poems both joyful, playfu , yearning and romantic. The Poet has exposed his heart and soul in words of love and admiration. Take a journey through the thoughts of a Contempary poet of love. Poet
I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
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Always,
Deborah
poignant read
Damage done we are seeing
Let them go or wrestle with them
It matters not in the end.........
Walt
Ron
Love ya!
Jane