My thoughts cannot escape the way I feel for you,
I dread the days I spend apart from my son,
I wish for your return every day,
But know it to be for the best,
I often find myself lighting a candle to feel your spirits bestole me,
If I had to choose,
I'd choose to save you from all this needless bloodshed,
I wouldn't lay miles apart from you,
Wishing you'd summon beside me,
I wouldn't have to long for your sweet cherry lips to meet mine,
But if I had to choose,
I'd be selfish,
Nothing encompasses the way I feel for you,
How empty and lone I feel apart from you,
Even if my eyes never meet your gaze again,
My love will never part,
Stuck in a mind frame of an unending darkness looms me,
A reminder to not poision my mind with the thought of these nightmares being true,
Reflections of the past still haunt me,
The loss of my team has given me PTSD,
Leading me into a falsified escape,
Of an unending torture.
- Rosalea Bond
(About a woman missing her husband so much she often isolates herself from her son unintentionally).
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Poetry"If only you knew how much you meddle with my heart, you'd know how dangerous my love is." - Rosalea Bond My poems, my words, my heart. This is my escape from reality. Please report if you see anyone stealing my work. [Artist: Viviana Figueroa; @so...
