Two Sides of a Coin

Two sides of a coin

Regardless of choice

Each falls flat

Choose your side of the story

Victim or victim

Imagine that

Actions tell tale

Do as you please

I don’t want to listen anymore.

 

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In Ruins

I often wonder what was more foolish – we built something on cracked joists and broken beams with expectation of strength or created a façade of beauty to hide away the ugliness inside.

Only specters remain of what would have been. A forgotten time – a forgotten place built on the promise of potential. Cracks in the foundation only wilt under pressure and strain – imploding on one’s self. We laid waste to our hopes and dreams only to reveal the decay and untold truth inside.

Desolate reminders that everything has its time and its place and nothing lasts forever, only snap shots of memories captured in time.

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Open No More

All through my life

Reached out my hand

Bared my soul

Only to be told

It made me less of a man.

 

Insecurity

Lack of self control

Deflection

My penance

Fury you couldn’t command.

 

Don’t reach for my hand

Just like the door

What was once open

No more

Time to take a stand.

 

Red balloon

We all float down here

Time to face your fears

Got exactly what you wanted

Ah, sweet irony – isn’t life grand?

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Hush, Hush, My Darling

Hush, hush, my darling

Spare your breath

Save your words

What you want to say

I’ve always known

 

Hush, hush, my darling

Close your eyes

Rest your worried mind

Soothe your troubled soul

Time for pain now comes to a close

 

Hush, hush, my darling

I’ve got your hand

You are in my heart

Here I will keep you

But now I have to let you go.

 

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