~~ My Shrine ~~
Date: Thursday, 3rd July 2014 @ 03:12:04 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: Jenni_K
My guest room is now made into a shrine…
With keepsakes of happy times that once were mine.
Photos of every facet of my life....
Show times when I truly felt like a wife.
Now the future seems devoid of any love,
I search for answers from The Great Man above.
How could a love that once was so sweet
Turn into something from which to retreat?
In my thoughts I return to the time
When things were done with no reason or rhyme.
The past few years have turned you into a bore
All that’s left is to walk out the door!
I choose instead to weather the storm
Continue to live as if this was the norm.
The future now seems to be completely lost
For now I’m going to hang on to the past at all cost.
Lying alone in bed, eyes filled with tears
Recalling all those fun-filled years.
Knowing my future is as dark as the night
I now sit in my shrine and refuse to fight.
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3rd July, 2014
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