CONTENT I am closing the door on Hidden truths And family lies Unrequited loves And soul ties Yesterday’s fears And broken hearts No more down in the dumps I’m making a brand new start Better days lie ahead With skies clear blue I may even make space For love anew But as for now I’m…

COME BACK TO ME There goes my heart Running away with him Heart, Come back to me Heart, There are things you can’t see And things you don’t know Or can even comprehend He is heartbreak And he is deceit He’ll write you checks Without giving receipt Heart, Come back to me Simona A. Brinson…

LOST TO YOU Don’t call me! Don’t text me! Don’t check to see how I’m doing! I am lost to you now So, don’t come looking There is no amount of searching That you could ever do To find me again I am as lost to you As Livingstone is lost in the heart of…

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THE ECHOES When woe arrives She instantly seeks sanctuary In the secret chambers Of her soul Where the only sounds To be heard Are the echoes of Self-love: “You are kind!” “You are smart!” “You are beautiful!” “You are strong!” “You are daring!” “You are worthy!” “Keep being the best you that you can be!”…

Fool Was I such a fool To love a man Who couldn’t love me back? Or was he the fool Who couldn’t love me Because of his insurmountable lack? Simona A. Brinson Photo by BROTE studio from Pexels © 2021 mylifeinword.com All Rights Reserved.

a dreamer’s paradise Paint me skies in hues of gold And sunsets of emerald green Paint me a world With heart-shaped fishes And rivers that brim With hugs and kisses Paint me dreamer’s paradise Where coconuts walk hand in hand And jellyfish leave their prints in the sand Paint me a world Where Mr. and…

DEPRESSIVE LAMENT If this be happiness Then give me hell I would rather die Than rot Sometimes I wonder Would death be better Than this dark torment If this be happiness Then give me hell Cause I can no more take The dejection and disaster She emits Whenever she’s awake Surely, death would be better…

ECHOES IN MY SOUL His voice is such pure timbre That it awakens echoes in my soul The whole of me trembles at the sound And I crinkle my toes Between us two An electric energy flows A physical phenomena That continues to grow Day by day And year by year Never will they tire,…

I WILL Tomorrow, I will rise And greet the day with glee I will sing a song If only just for me I will walk with bare feet Just to feel the sand between my toes I will take in the aroma of the gardenias Even though they tickle my nose I will lay in…