lovenlosses

A wound that just won’t close
A broken heart that just won’t mend
Though I’ve tried my very best
Seems the pain of grief won’t end. 

The sense of loss I feel
Is with me everyday
It clings to me, it won’t let go
 It can’t be pushed away.

It’s taken all my joy
Robbed me of happiness
Can’t shake the memories
This feeling of emptiness.

The pain so hard to bear
Beyond one’s comprehension 
Seeps into every pore
An insidious affliction.

A pill to ease the sadness
They say it just takes time
I close my eyes, I fall asleep
I long for peace of mind.

No escape, I’m in free fall 
Can’t stop the way I feel
No capsule or elixir
No parachute or shield. 

Within my troubled soul
Unimaginable, so intense
The pain lingers, often festers
With no remedy or defense.

An obsession, just a feeling
An imbalance to correct
Self healing is a journey
Paved with loss and yes, regret.

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Thoughtless and selfish
So unaware
You wonder, you ponder
How could they dare?

Their mind’s in the clouds
They can’t see the light
So sure, so decisive
They’ve got to be right. 

No second thoughts
No time in my shoes
They’re in the dark
They don’t have a clue. 

Hard to imagine
What they’re thinking of
What is their concept
Their meaning of love?

Pushing ahead 
Forgetting the past
They’ve got to come first
You’re sure to be last.

No time to linger
No time to review
What might be best
What might work for you.

Moving ahead
No time to consider
Your time or your needs 
When you are together.

You hope and you pray
You wish they could see
Stop thinking about 
Themselves, constantly.

You give them a pass
You rationalize
You don’t want to argue
So you compromise. 

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Meet me for a cocktail
I think I could use a drink
A few vodka dry martinis
Perhaps I should see a shrink. 

Am I really all that difficult?
Everyone gets on my nerves
I can’t take the repetition 
Should we order some hors d’oeuvres? 

At the office, in the break room
After work, sometimes at lunch
I can’t stand to listen to them
I don’t want to meet for brunch. 

All the cutesy conversation
I get bored, I want to run
Can’t deal with all their nonsense
For me, it’s just not fun. 

I need someone to talk to 
Who is interesting and smart
I don’t care about their boyfriends
The last one that broke their heart.

I don’t watch, “Big Brother”
Or  “Dancing With The Stars?”
I have tickets to the Opera
You don’t know how dumb they are. 

I watch the news each evening
Set on MSNBC
They watch reruns of “The Bachelorette”
They’re worlds apart from me. 

I can’t go on pretending
I’m afraid I need to go
I’m considering transferring
You’re the only one that knows.

I don’t want to be judgmental 
I should be more tolerant
I should be less harsh and critical
Yes, I know that makes more sense. 

But, I just can’t take their company
It’s just too much for me
They cackle, snort and carry on
Obsessed with their TV’s. 

Maybe once I start my new job
I can see a therapist
Maybe she can help me to relate
And, be less prejudice.

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A breach… through a side window
He found his way within
Dressed as an army soldier
His killing spree begins.

The frail, and lifeless bodies
Of five year old, young boys
Lay on the floor, not moving
Some reaching for their toys.

A girl walks thru the hallway
She’s nine or ten  years old 
She started walking toward him
He shot her full of holes.

The teacher stood before him
Looking straight into his eyes
No defense and no protection
She began to shake and cry.

She watched alone in horror
He shot each one… one at a time 
She panicked, started running
But she was next, the next in line. 

There were thirty six young children 
Senselessly all shot and killed
By a madman on a mission
He turned his gun on them, at will. 

They were innocent and frightened 
In shock would be my guess
Trying frantically to run and hide 
Fearing that they would be next. 

Bodies motionless, eviscerated
By a man holding  a gun
He  unloaded his chamber deliberately 
Until he was finally  done. 

Police came through the front door
Wearing bullet proof thick vests
They approached the lone assailant
It was a quick and swift arrest. 

The carnage now before them
Made them sad ,  some even cried
No rhyme or possible reason 
For these innocent children to die. 

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No safety net, no boundaries
He wants to have control 
He’s brought in the Army National Guard
Who must do what they are told. 

Weekend soldiers who love their country
They’re confused, don’t want to go
They don’t want the confrontation
With neighbors that they know.

American cities are being violated
By “Proud Boys” behind masks
No means of identification 
Moving quickly, moving fast.

Over riding, overstepping
State laws and jurisdictions
Provoking and intimidating
Arresting, yes it’s sickening! 

Using U.S. streets as training grounds
With corruption of the FBI
A total abuse of power
Is enough to make you cry.

He’s a madman, a total wanna be
A dictator, a lawless king
We’ve got to hold him accountable 
For each and every thing.

Wants to call out the military
Plans to occupy city streets
He’s violating the Constitution
To satisfy his goals and needs. 

He pardoned the insurrectionists
Many now employed by ICE
They are violent, cruel and heartless
Love to enrage, provoke and fight.

Men repelling from helicopters
A scene from a third world country at war
The chaos, the violence, the terror
Like nothing we’ve seen before.

Taking children in the dead of night
From the safety of their homes
Using zip ties and handcuffs
As they scream, “Leave me alone!”

Some say there’s nothing we can do
But, that really isn’t true
You must speak out, say it out loud
That’s what you have to do.

We’re not helpless to stop this injustice
Republicans in Congress could impeach
But, they fear the wrath of power
That he will … at once …… unleash. 

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Kiss me again
Again and again
I’ll relinquish my soul
Let the madness begin.  

Heightened, elated
It was pure ecstasy 
Whatever you did
What you did to me. 

Take what you want
You know I’ll give in
I won’t say no
Don’t want this to end.

Nothing before
Nothing like this
Nothing compared
I couldn’t resist. 

A slip though the net
A blip on the screen
You wouldn’t stop
Till you made me scream.

My worst mistake
A visit to hell
My hidden secret
No one I could tell.

Horns and a tail
A reflection, the truth
I’d been with the devil 
The devil is you. 

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Don’t tell me what to do
How to act or what to say
You have crossed the line between us
You are getting in my way.

I am kind and I’m considerate
My needs do not come first
I listen to my conscience 
I will give so much, it hurts.

I resent insinuations
Passive comments made in jest
My friends should be supportive
Wishing me the very best.

If you have a problem with me
Perhaps it lies within
You should look into the mirror 
Maybe find another friend.

I am sensitive, yes thin skinned
I take your words to heart
Lately I’ve been thinking
We should spend some time apart. 

A push and pull relationship
Has never worked for me
I don’t want to be mistreated
Or spoken to aggressively. 

There are no hard feelings
Feel free to walk away
Find someone less reactive
To the things you have to say.

Doubt things will get much better
Oil and water just don’t mix
Sometimes we have to face it
Some things broken can’t be fixed.

Dark money, dark motives
An evil dark web
Lured into madness
By things that he says. 

Hatred, abuse
Revenge, retribution 
Heartless and cold
Are his lies and illusions.

Satan’s puppet, so cruel
He is out of control
Seething with rage
So brazen, so bold. 

A bright orange complexion
Blue eyes… cold as steel
All that he wants
Is a scam or a deal. 

Lies through his teeth
Distorts the truth
Doesn’t care about anyone
Especially you. 

The needy will follow
They’ll join the cult
They love a bully
Love his jokes and insults.

The power, the greed
The need to have more
He’s damaged, he’s rotten
Right down to his core. 

A madman before us
Right out in the open
Taking our freedom
Our country is broken.

How could this have happened?
Who let him back in?
What were you thinking?
You did it again!

They published their plan book
Project 2025
They knew he would do it
He’d steal and he’d lie. 

Our rights have been taken
They’ve come for our souls
A dictatorship
Is their final goal. 

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Spiders and dust
In every room
Get out the vacuum
Take out the broom.

Your clothes and your shoes
Now left on the floor
Pick them all up 
Don’t just close the door. 

Pick up the clutter
The papers, the books
Clean off the counter
Whenever you cook.

Everything has
A place of its own
Take care of your keys
Your purse and your phone.

Get organized
Soon you’ll feel better
It just takes some time
To pull it together.

Avoidance, a ploy
A means to an end
Won’t make you feel better
Let’s start, let’s begin.

One room at a time
One drawer to go through
I know you can do this
I have faith in you. 

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Love at first sight
Overwhelmed, captivated
Moved in too fast
Should have known, should have waited.

No second thoughts
No rhyme or good reason
Took off my clothes
So  cold, I was freezing.

Should have been cautious 
Too soon it began
Had I…. had known
Would have left, would have ran.

Flattered and charmed
Romance galore
Like in a movie
I begged you for more.

A wandering eye
When it rained, yes it poured
Before I knew it
You were gone, out the door.

Tears on my pillow
A broken, shattered heart
Wish I had known
Should have known from the start.

Seeking money and fame
Power and means
You took what you wanted
Had a plan, had a scheme.

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