Random Rambles - Poems

#38

I thought I'd never have to come back here again.

But here I am.

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She looks down as she walks
She smiles wide as she talks
She cries tears as she sleeps
She cries knowing she's in way too deep

At 1am she's struck with -
Heart aches, uneven breathing
She presses her palm hard against her chest
As she breathes to continue living

On her own will she chooses to live
But she also wonders when's her cue to leave
Now, later, tomorrow, or 5 years from now?
On unfertile ground, for her answer, she earnestly ploughs

Played, bullied
Abandoned, left alone;
Tactical, defensive
Independent, and some sheer-loneliness.

Everybody eventually leaves
But still she drags on her hollow heart sleeves
The Attacks still have not stopped their weaves
And still she wonders when she can possibly leave

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