Writers Block with Poetry

the leap

broken trust met with broken personalities
broken memories only emphasize broken relalities
the thoughts of the Past follows me with clouds of depression
the whats ifs and regrets make it hard to come to a complete supression

but then there's you, a sudden weird change of events
the more I look at you the more I realize you might be thing to fix whats bent
youre just like me, broken and ripped to shreds
somedays youll be happy and other days youll be consumed with dread
yet you make me forget the lies, you make me forget the pain
you help me remember what it means to love whats make me and keeps me sane
youve shown your loyalty, a quality I need from someone indeed
because youve always been there to answer my call when life was in dire needs
you feel right to be around and never give me doubt
its gotten to the point where I love your attention and cant wait for your shout

But I'm nervous, I'm cautious, and afraid of repeated history
cause the Past has taught me that whats pretty can also be lethal mystery
but its not you that seems unfit or out of shape
but its the Past and its environment that seems to bind me like tape

so I wanna give you more and let you inside
but im afraid that Gods plan for me is an eternal hell to reside
cause He's given me this Past before on silver clean plate
but the Past was only the Devil to which sent my life to hate

so yes, I'm nervous, im cautious, and afraid of repeated histroy
I'm afraid that this new found happiness was never really meant for me
But ill take what I got and learn from my mistakes
the Past was devilish but it taught me to remember what is fake

because this time I wont take life pleasantries with a grain of sand
this time ill remember that the leap of trust is more than just the offering of any helping hand

Written on April 24, 2017