My staccado thoughts after a bad breakup.

So much to learn so little time,

I have had to walk alone

Discontented, alive and barely breathing…

 

When will fortune smile for me?

Again, I will sit to figure out what could be.

Brutally honest eyes look at me,

I seek and I am scared to find.

 

I want to see what is mine.

I don’t want much just me,

My love, land, a little piece of heaven.

 

I don’t care to know where I’ll be

I don’t know who, how, why…

I know I don’t need these people

who pretend.

 

I have dealt with all those people

In my youth and still…

It haunts from time to time…

 

I have given, I have loved

Few regrets have I.

With all I am-

 

Seeking, moving, fighting spirit.

Feeling, loving, wandering, uncertain- evermore.

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