Zachary Morrow Poems

What if I were to tell you, that I'm tired and broken,
In my heart, my mind, my soul,
And yet I can fix anything alone.
So, all I can do is cry.
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It was a Monet like sky this morn',

Beneath it was a most magnificent display,
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Just a moment of your time,
Is all I'll ask of you.
You see there really is no one,
To bear my thoughts to.
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Who are you? this bringer of misery,
What nerve you have to invade my life!
Who told you to come? not I!
Did someone send you to infect me?
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It seems that I, have found myself,
So lost, so sad, so afraid,
Too scared to try and start again,
Lest I repeat the mistakes I've made.
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