Desiree Whitamore


Where The Cold Road Goes - Poem by Desiree Whitamore

the idea that i'm hurting you
the idea that you need me to
it makes me sick
the thought of looking back
the thought of losing track
is so appealing
i don't know where this cold road goes
but i know that you aren't there
i'm not sure that i feel the way that you want me to
i don't think i could turn back time
and even if i could
i wouldn't do it
i don't regret it.


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 9, 2008



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