Jill Ferrey Poems

Darkness beckons to her, its long reaching fingers
touching her to her very soul
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She looks in the mirror, wondering
Silently to herself, her thoughts all a muddle
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Ode of I

Weary am I now
for this thing called life has not been kind
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You turned to the solace of darkness
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Farewell Matriarch of the maternal line

Saying good bye is hard to do
A farewell that she was not allowed to show you
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You have made this your personal mission
To help me find and reignite my passion
For life, for love and yes for that primal connection
Felt by two when they are joined as one
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In her own shadow she resides
Afraid of what she would find out there
Should she ever deviate from the safe and known
How many countless moments has she already blown
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The scars obtained for a love that once was
Leaving my soul all but drained
Of any form of thought or color
This I go though every which way through false valor
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Lost so lost, in whirlpools of emotion
mind in a muddle, lost in the overwhelming commotion
Life, is it supposed to get easier?
no, it doesn't
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Unspoken regret


I awoke this morning, once againt the nagging though is there
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