Stirred
Your curiosity and innocence dug too deep
Stirring the pot of memories
To worlds your faery-taled life can’t know
I place no blame
My cancer story pained you
But it is mine
And what I recalled was lost friends
Which led to lost loves
D
J
Then trials and tribulations beyond what I could ever expect of your comprehension
Abuses so dark
Scars too deep
Self-inflicted wounds
You cannot know
‘Fore you’ve never known
So this hornet’s nest is mine today
And I sit with all these stings
Copyright SGW 2009
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3 comments:
Hi, this was an amazing piece, I enjoyed reading it. Keep the words of artistry flowing from your heart. I hope that you will have an opportunity to visit mine as well. Please feel free to leave a comment. Thanks.
writer&poet
Donielle S.
Thank you and I shall.
Wow. That was very powerful.
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