November 3, 2012
My mind is dark
I have no

To shine around the bend,
To discover truth
As I search my head.
I try to recall
Phrases, sayings,

That frequented
Her smiling lips.
I scour my thoughts,
And yet, I

Remember a single one.
Nothing stands out.
Apparently love doesn’t

A faulty memory.
I allow myself to
Revel in the heavy

Of my silent mind,
But refuse to submit
To the grim wailing,
The mourning of my

Glutton for punishment,
Suffer in silence.

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Soliloquist said...
Feb. 25, 2013 at 11:30 am
I really like this. I can feel so many different types of conflict that seem to resignate within this piece.
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Feb. 25, 2013 at 6:27 pm
Thank you. I appreciate the feedback!
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