This poem is confused about love and how I have aggression toward it for hurting me.

A poem I wrote while depressed, and this was just all too true during it. I’m not sure how many of you will actually understand what I mean in this poem, but to me it is a blatant, yet hidden message. NOTE: When recited, in the second line, "again" is pronounced as with the second syllable long, almost like its two words, "A" and "gain."

From Robert Brewster’s Poetic Asides prompt Until We Meet Again. Dedicated to my husband Troy.

A poem by me, Timothy Lu.

And so,

Nobody deserves this kind of hurt.

…And, I guess we could say
that this dream was induced…

Sometimes a person will make a grave mistake.

About to break the limits and change the world.

This poem describes a girl who saw no way of experiencing happiness. Then she finds out that there is hope. Hope you enjoy! please like, share and leave your comments. Thank you!