He sits alone, words unspoken,
as the tears run down his face
so many memories crowd his mind
should have, why not, what if…
Looking back on past is hopeless
changing that cannot be done
and as the hope continues flowing
he wants his love, his “one”
Not seeing past “I love you”
or realizing what should be done
his heart won’t mend, truly broken
what if… thinks the lonely one
Lynn West
2008
About Me
- MoonAngel
- I love writing poetry and certainly hope that you will enjoy my words. Whether they inspire, motivate or touch your heart, I hope that you can relate to these writings and find your own poetry within. I enjoy life and making people feel good about themselves. I practice Yoga, Reiki and believe light work and positive reinforcement is the best thing you can do for others. I have much to learn in life and believe that if we aren't learning, we aren't growing, and in fact, we aren't living... Contact me at moonangel0404@gmail.com if you'd like to know more or have questions.
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