Can't help but feel sick to my stomach every time
I hear you say those words.
I know it shouldn't hurt but it does.
We know so little but we still know so much.
This happen for a reason you know,
Why can't you see that fate and destiny play a part in our lives.
Why can't you just play with the hand we've been dealt,
instead of asking for a new hand in this game.
This game we call life.
Maybe if we just flip the page
And see where the adventure leads
Who knows we might be able to defeat the evil queen.
I write these words that are on this page to show what I really feel. I feel like if we skip this chapter in our lives
And move on to the next
We will never know what would have happened
For us in the last.
All these notions I make will make no sense
To anyone but me and me alone and that is alright.
But if your heart is open to see what can not be seen
Then maybe we have a shot at this after all.
So goodnight my sweet prince
And just remember that if you skip a page
You might just skip the best part.
Poetry from the heart is always the toughest to write and put out there. A good write, thank you for sharing.
A wonderful poetry.... Keep it up... You may like to read my poem In the mid of the night depression you are killing me too... Naila
I have read several of your poems and I like what you say, and your directness, you get over how you feel with passion and show the unjustness that can be felt within a relationship when either party takes advantage of the other.
I love this insighful write full of suprising thoughts of skipping a chapter but look at what we would miss! Original and superb write!
wow, beautiful! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! you have said the truth. by skipping one page of our life we skip the happiness and all those corrections that we get from mistakes which help in our character building. SERIOUSLY! its awsoume.
The soul of this work mostly perish the weary life. While the feelings are said truly. Nice one!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautifully put forth Kelsea. Each moment in a relationship is a step that cannot be hopped. Each micro step would ultimately form the macro picture...like joining the dots. Imperative (like you say) , that slow & steady would yield better long term dividends. A beautiful write from a pure heart. Loved reading it. Thanks