A Poem By Gerald Lawrence. No part of this poem belongs to Elsa Lawrence. All words and ideas belong to her own younger brother Gerald. Enjoy. *** Copyright © 2016 by Gerald Lawrence. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, incl...
He finally got his wish. He had woken up. But a memory, a wound too deep had opened up. And he was sorry. *** He had finally woken up. But she was worried. And afraid. Afraid that if he remembered, everything would come crashing down for good. Nothing would be as it was. Sometimes she wished that it had never happene...
Did you ever think that whatever you would do, you could always take it back like it never happened? Well in reality you can't. You just can't. What was to be was to be. But do you know, do YOU KNOW what hurts more than knowing that you can't rewind the clock, that you can't turn back the pages, that you can't shift t...