This year has been hard

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This year has been hard,
With everything that’s changed,
My life’s plans and ambitions,
All rearranged.

My wants and desires,
Ripped from within my heart,
And the one I want to be with,
Now so far apart.

And I’ve placed on you all,
The burden of my emotions.
My outpouring of dread,
At the loss of my devotions.

You’ve been there,
As the ones that bared the brunt.
Of my crying and weeping,
And the continual hunt.

Of something to pull me,
From this dark, deepening crevasse.
Something joy full in the future,
Not mournful and crass.

But its not there, not yet,
That epiphany, in my shallow life.
I’ll go on hunting as I fall,
Though this, this emotional strife.

We’ve all felt it at some point,
This emotional, tugging pain.
And the realisation,
That life and love, will never be the same.

But to you all I thank you,
For your words, and warming hugs.
Your listening to me blubber,
And ramble, over your warm coffee mugs.

Looking at it now,
I know you all make my future bright.
Just hang on for a while.
I apologise, …..And I will find my light

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LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
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Remembrance of a long year passed

If it had been a joyful one, it would have been short;

Funny how that happens.

duddle146duddle146over 17 years ago
Illusive values...

The beauty and comfort of having understanding friends. Lovely relating of a year past.

My Erotic TrailMy Erotic Trailover 17 years ago
this year....

a year of poetry <grin...again ...I enjoyed reading you this day