disaster

 

and i look back
i can’t breathe
recalling us
together in
the past

this time
we can’t be
together
and even those
hello’s we can’t
hear

such pain to
remember and
waking up
is hard

everytime and
everywhere
i see you somewhere
and i see but
a part of us
that’s been there
and won’t be
here again

such pain to
dream and
waking up
is a disaster

 

2014

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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3 Responses to disaster

  1. Profoundly sensitive and realistic.

  2. Painfull and realistic yes! It sounds like going in a circle of strangers ( Strangers, friends, love, disaster, stranger disaster)

    Goodluck

    Xoxo
    Sheryldine

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