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More than I can allow.

It doesn't matter any more,
I don't want to open that door,
Tell me again what I do this for. 

Do you remember how it used to be.
Now you won't even talk to me.
You grabbed my heart and took the key.

I cry and yell it all feels like a dream.
The end result is not what is seems.
It doesn't even help when I scream.

I pray and plead, can anyone hear.
I keep losing everything I hold dear.
The what if's in my life is what I fear.

I turn my face to the sun.
I can't remember having fun.
No more, it's over,  I want to be done.
 
It is all so clear to me some how,
I never really understood untill just now.
these feelings are more than I can allow.


I remeber now what there is to see.
I can feel who I always knew me to be.
Thank you for your Paitence towards me.


The dark is hard and lonely to steer.
But with you at my side holding me near.
Our future and path will eventualy be clear.

 

Written by Julie Tabor over 2008 finished 10-23-2008
 

— DawningDaytripper, Nov 09, 2008

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Region, Country: Robe valley, WA, USA

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Eduardo Cruz

Eduardo Cruz

17 years 7 months ago

Julie,

Confusion is just one of the sides of love, but when we come through the blinding fog we realize that one that was standing there all long is the true love we have always been waiting for. This poem is very beautiful going from one extreme of love to the other. well done. It really conveyed a lot. Let me welcome you to Neopoet, "land of the freed poets" hope to read more of this dark side of love! thanks, Eddie "do like the once barren tree: flourish and like the planted seed: rise" Jose De Diego