(Savior Poem) Chasing What's Not There
The pleasure is all mine.
Its as if I control space and time.
I''m writing to rewind.
To savor every moment, until there truly gone.
I can try to be there when the wounds are so deep.
A white knight in the dim light.
Whats wrong feels so right.
My heart has gone astray.
That I wish I could save the day.
But all I do is pray.
Because theirs no simple fix in this perfect storm.
I am chaos.
I am order.
I want to put my hand on your shoulder.
Tell you its okay.
But that's not the way.
This world heals so slowly.
I've fallen for helping hands pure and innocent.
Honesty drives me so crazy.
It's a trick with no compromises and so many surprises.
The unexpected,
I'll never see it.
Look for my future through such a tiny hole.
Its a horrible show.
That's why I must go.
Runaway from it all so I can feel okay.
Clear my head, so the right words can be said.
Apologies are not needed.
Every one of us are to blame.
We are master of our destiny's and write it as we will with our ink and quills.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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