Goodbye For Now....(but It Will Never Be The Same Again)
i do not really know
how to say it
to say something that will
be painful
as painful as a stab
in the back of the mind
this mind that
circles upon the circling thoughts
of the wind
i guess i may just say it
euphemistically something that pains
someone who is with me
by simply saying it is all goodby
for now
(it will never be the same
again)
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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You'll knock on the door, but should I let you in
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(If I died tomorrow would you even care)
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even when I’m at practice alone.
The words are to painful to sing
now that I’ve reaped what I’ve sown.
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Phantom pains to an old amputee
Bitter leaves from my garden of rue.
There are songs that I no longer play,
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These days, I’ve been drinking for two.
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Insanity (2)
sanity
slowly escaping me,
i'm trapped in my head,
i try to escape my mind
running thoughts in circles.
insanity is creeping upon me,
doubt running wild.
wind whispers something
i try to listen,
but the difficulty is
stabbing at my mind as
i slowly lose it.
my consciousness fading away,
my mind lost in time,
everything's ending,
slowly ending,
all is one and one is all,
never again to be found.
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To walk behind others on a road you are traveling together, to give precedence to others without envy - this is painful for an individual and painful for a nation.
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