Thoughts. A poem.

I thought the flow of tears would end,
the self-hate, internal rage would mend.
I thought my path was bright and clear,
a new and ever-present destiny.
I thought a kiss would heal my mind,
exorcise the demons stored through time.
I thought a touch would raise my hope,
a helping hand out of this hole.
I thought I’d bid black dog farewell,
but he smiles and snarls here at me still.
So many thoughts that rest in me,
this head and heart longs for reprieve.

I write a lot of poetry, some of which comes from my head, some from my heart, and some from my a$&@. Many of my poems don’t appear on this website. For more, check out The All or the Nothing, my first e-book, available at most online book sellers.
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