Poems on Sunday

Only God knows

Only God knows

That I prayed everyday for us to make it

That I tried all the time until I could not fake it

Only God knows

How I stayed up late at night waiting for you to come home

And that even when you where with me,I still felt all alone

Only God knows

I was sad and yet somehow happy when we where finally through

I celebrate the good and bad,God knows I’m finally over you

Tumultuous Thursday

This is me

I’m short, sometimes loud

Sometimes I feel shame,sometimes I stand proud

I have made many mistakes

Perhaps more than a few

I except , this is me

Can you except you

Tumultuous Thursday

Answers

She already knew the answer before the question was asked

Therefore she stayed quiet and kept her mind on other task

But she thought about the future because the past haunted her

Surly she would do better tomorrow wouldn’t be a blur

The answer was to move on, and believe in herself

There was no point in asking a question, there was nothing left

Poems on Sunday

In real life

In real life, I loved him

and hated him all at once

He played games with my mind

the deceit went on for months

In real life, I looked forward to seeing him and dreaded his return

Appreciating the peace, unsure of his mindset, keeping my sanity upturned

In real life, I’m glad it’s over and relieve has washed over me

Today I feel peace and joy and sweet serenity.

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