On My Own

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    Poem Commentary

    I lost again what makes me Happy....(Companionship in the Heart)

    On My Own

    I’m fighting a battle for my Heart

    For Myself

    I’m on my own

    Trying to live on

    Past the Desire of you

    But every now and then

    I’m reminded that I once had it good

    And you were there for me

    Every Time I see the image of the Sunflower

    I think of you

    You were the First thought in my Mind

    Good Morning

    And the Last

    Good Night

    Can’t remember the type of Man I was before you came

    I’ll look back on my failed attempts to make you smile

    With a laugh

    I really tried

    You were a Good Memory

    This isn’t about Heart Ache

    It’s a Bitter Sweet Good Bye

    My Pride keeps me away

    I’m dying to talk this over with you

    But if you don’t get it by now

    There’s no point

    This is the point in my Life

    When it becomes about me again

    A real moment to myself

    Forced upon my Heart

    Slowly showing again

    Just how alone I am

    -Fin-

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    EyesOfRain commented on On My Own

    08-26-2012

    Oh my. This gave me goosebumps. "This is the point in my Life When it becomes about me again", that is profound. I wish I was where you are now, when the initial sting is fading and things start moving (although carefully) once again. I long to be ready for that day. Adding to my favorites.

    TheLastCowboy

    08/26/2012

    Thanks Luv ;)

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

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