Mary Jane's Shoes

Mary Jane's Shoes

Musings of one person among many. Not exceptional in any way, as with all, I have exceptional experiences and varied reactions to those events. Mine is one of many life stories and how I manage and cope with the events which make my life my own, I attempt to put forth by way of my writings.

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Shadowed Words

June 2, 2012

Waking in our bed,

I lifted your ringing phone to find

words that tore apart my mind.

I was left with a heavy head

and eyes I wished were blind.

My heart aches for a new day,

one where games are no longer played.

When pieces move in truth not lies,

shadowed words, not seen with these eyes.

With tears and heavy legs

the floor became my comfort.

Cold wood was the shoulder upon which I laid,

though it felt as though it burned

and low enough I could not fall.

My heart aches for a new day,

one where games are no longer played.

When pieces move in truth not lies,

shadowed words, not seen with these eyes.

~

The plane leaves soon for you, late for me.

I ready the home,

dress in hopeless tears.

Catch a taxi,

float through the air and fears.

~

You’ve kept me in the dark

and pushed me from your heart.

Our connection seems now gone.

Though I am skimming clouds,

I feel farther from the heavens and never more apart.

My heart aches for a new day,

one where games are no longer played.

When pieces move in truth not lies,

shadowed words, not seen with these eyes.

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