Morgane A Heyne


Letting Go (New) - Poem by Morgane A Heyne

Fade like the devil,
Raise like the sun.
If this is all I can give you,
Then please please gone.

The restless are wary,
The hopeless are born;
And you chose to leave me,
So I'm letting go.

It's hollow and aching,
This small heart of mine.
I guess too much hating,
Has scared it with lines.

Those lines are reminders,
Of things we won't do;
Because you chose to leave me,
And I chose to let go.

And I know it gets better.
And I trust I'll be fine.
If the storm in my head,
Beats the loss of my mind.

Its a long dark hard road,
To go back in time;
So it's covered in bruises,
This small heart of mine.

I ‘ve taken the way,
That most try to mind.
The one with no path,
And no end in sight.

Riddled with strangers,
The streets live at night;
The wrong kind of living,
But why should I mind.

It wont be too long,
Until this pain is gone.
Maybe one of theses strangers,
Can be friends for a dime.

And I know it gets better.
And I trust I'll be fine.
If the storm in my head,
Beats the loss of my mind.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 30, 2013


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