Please wave your magic wand
Erase the memories
Remove the thoughts and playbacks
That have a hold on me.
So interwined and tangled
Like twisted vines of weathered rope
They hold me tight, I can’t move
I’ve lost all sense of hope.
So long ago I faltered
I made some dumb mistakes
I can’t go back and change them
Why can’t I catch a break?
Consumed and over-taken
By a lingering dark cloud
It hangs right there above me
Like a web…. a dark gray shroud.
Please can’t you work your magic?
Please conjure up a spell
Take away the nightmares
Of this constant living hell?
Release me from this prison
I’m plagued with guilt and blame
We all deserve a second chance
To make things right again.
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Well penned 😊
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Thank you for taking the time to read my poem! Hope you have a
good day! 💙
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😊 welcome bless you
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Very good!:) I need some of that magic. 😁
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Thanks so much ! I appreciate you commenting! 😍
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You’re welcome!:)
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brilliant
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Thanks, Randi! Always makes me happy to know you’re reading my blog! 😘
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I think we all have something from the past that bugs us in the dark hours and you have captured that feeling so well. 🙂
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Yes, I’m afraid that’s true. Thank you for taking the time to write a comment. It’s always greatly appreciated! 💙
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You’re welcome 🙂
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