Author: Simona A. Brinson
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SILENT …and then I fell in love But that was not the plan We were only ever Meant to be lovers You and I How can I go on When my heart Is in such distress I’ll have to make a choice I can keep silent And we can continue This lover’s soiree Or I…
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SOUL YEARNING If love doesn’t hurt Then what is This ache in my heart If it doesn’t ease soon I fear my heart May depart From within my chest Grow feet and run To the edge Of the earth Where the sidewalk ends And there is no dearth Of love or kindness When will this…
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PARALLEL He placed a picture Into my hand And before I could Even understand The going ons Inside my head My heart ran away And I could barely stand My knees buckled And I lost my breath It was a moment More cruel than death For, I saw the life We could have had Flash…
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in HEAVEN Speak to me As you spoke to me In heaven When you were five And I was seven Do you recall those nights When our souls would meet And we walked hand in hand Down golden streets We didn’t have a Care in the world You were the boy that I loved And…
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MY VOICE The external voice Inside my head Is so loud That I fear My voice May be dead But how can something That has never thrived Be without life? Its only known The edge Of a serrated knife Whose teeth have Caught and ripped And sliced Me into individual pieces Of someone else’s creation…
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CLAN Define me as an individual Not by the color of my skin I am more than my covering I am diverse in Many ways And my personality Comes in different shades Not just of browns But of reds and blues Pinks and greens And yellows, too I am every shade known And unknown to…
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TOXIC I loved you With all of me Fool you are You just couldn’t see Or appreciate My love and affection You’d rather be embraced By contempt and rejection That love you unconsciously crave Is dead and toxic And its effects on your being Have left you hypoxic So much so, you took me for…
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RESTLESS My restless soul grows weary Of searching every night For the man who stole my heart And then fled and took flight I have searched high and low I have even asked the crow If he has caught sight of A man with a stolen heart He said he had but refused to impart…
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FOOLISH MAN You can’t just come back in I have trust issues I’ve cried too many nights And used too much tissue Day after day I sat and I pondered How could a man Take for granted and squander Love freely given Without one condition And expect to come back Without the slightest contrition To…
