Poem written from my personal journal.

Yesterday I thought of the stranger that left my grasp

Yes the stranger from my past

The stranger that I wanted to hold onto

But I guess the truth unfold and you just left me

I fairly believe you are carefree

You caress me but all the while you tested me?

I thought I was strong but I guess you were stronger

You can withhold pain for so long

Yeah now I truly believe that I treated you wrong

Every time I think of what we were I also think of ashes beneath the fire

It was a strong piece of wood at a time; before the fire started burning

Oh baby the thoughts of you leave me yearning for a stranger

Still it fills me up with anger knowing that we are an unfinished song

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  • SydneyJ on Dec 21, 2011

    Nice poem, thank you for sharing.

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