Words

February 21, 2014 patriciakirsch

Yes, I will do it

and I’ll know how.

I create with words

your picture

your love

our fate.

But words go weak

with time

and I can’t focus

on your face.

My fingers shake

and I drop my pen.

I am lost and

alone again.

But I will turn the

page and believe

in our fate.

For now though,

it’s too late.

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Hi, I'm Trish, just a girl who reads, writes and loves with all my heart, fractures included. Also a realistic fiction author, poet and aspiring memoirist. Visit my about page for more. View all posts by patriciakirsch