The Rift

Unknown.
You better be.
I don’t limit
myself to
you.

These walls.
I try to
break but
they won’t.
They better
not be.

Torn.
I don’t see
the piece to
be whole.

Broken.
This breaking
is sharper
than a knife.

Leaving.
I slowly
walk away.
You don’t
need to
know.

 

2015

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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5 Responses to The Rift

  1. amoafowaa says:

    Wow, such hurt passions. But time heals all wounds they say. Can relate.

  2. fugli_0 says:

    enjoyed this. thank you.

  3. Reblogged this on thesewordsiwrite2012 and commented:
    This poem by Chester Maynes is so relatable to numerous kinds of relationships one can have with different people in their lives. I also enjoy the style in which this was written. Well done!

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