In destiny lies what?
A promise? A fantasy? A dream?
I only know we used to be a team.
The broken pieces there to cut.
A promise means what?
Your will? Your hope? Your honesty?
You deprive me of my sanity.
Harsh words there to cut.
A fantasy means what?
A better world? A better me? A better you?
All the things we've been through.
The torn papers there to cut.
A dream means what?
A possibility? A risk? A chance?
Didn't know it would be our last dance.
Faded future there to cut.
Cut right through my soul
That had once been so whole.
But now you have to leave
And I do nothing but grieve.
Everything that could have been
Around what my life would spin
Will never happen.
Because of pitch.
Or was it destiny?
Was it a promise? A fantasy? A dream?
A bad spell of a witch
That was not my enemy?
Something that shouldn't make me scream?
- Ann
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Slow Dancing (Poetry)
RandomSlow dancing makes me see, What I want to express through poetry. - Ann ------------------ This is my poetry collection in which I show you some of my poems. Some are also included in my novels, others aren't. Feel free to explore this creative spa...
