Day after day,
Night after night,
Blood from the cuts,
Cuts from emotional scars,
Scars I no longer want,
Scars of life at its worst.
But deep inside,
Life at its best.

Action after action,
Wish after wish,
Hope slowly fading,
Life slowly,
Gradually, becoming the old,
The way it was when I was alone,
Then I stopped when I met her,
Now as we are apart,
Starting old habit’s again.

I cast a spell last night
For her to follow her heart and be happy
No matter how much it may hurt me.
Her happiness is important.
I will move on,
But I will always love her.

Forward I look,
Hoping the best.
Wanting true happiness once again.

© 2006-2016

Categorised as life, Poems

By Bryan Deakin

Hello and welcome to my site, my name is Bryan Deakin, 35yr old from Scotland. A Dyspraxic, Poet, Blogger and Community Activist, I studieda BSc(Hons) Sustainable Development, at the University of Highlands and Islands. Lover of all things Greek and Finnish, and a keen and active member of Falkirk SNP. Prior I was Vice President of Simple Machines, and Project Manager at Simple Machines Forum (SMF).

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