Her Time Is Near
As she surrenders to the pain
The fickleness of the people in her life,
Leaves her wondering if it’s worth the cost,
Better to be alone, realising there she’s never lonely,
Where she can find herself, that part of her she once lost.
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You had your chance many, many years ago,
But you blew it with your arrogance and lust,
Believing there was better so you tossed her like trash,
Now she’s so far in front of you, all you see is her dust.
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Yesterday she felt loved, comfortable within her relationship,
Today she is in shock, finding the truth is not as it seems,
All she put her trust in has disappeared, vanished,
Along with her future, her plans and her dreams.
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A society of fickle acquaintances, she’s discovered,
Although she recently believed they were her friends,
A cruel lesson, a hard knock in her life,
And she knows she needs to stand strong, here where it ends.
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Will there always be this never-ending pain and regret,
As her heart bleeds raw emotion into her tears,
Another loss, an upending grievance, a traumatic experience,
Forcing her to add this turmoil to her long list of fears.
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She shelters from the day, hiding in the darkness of night,
Where she sheds her sorrow and grief far from prying eyes,
Understanding the last trusting friend she holds dear,
Is the welcoming moon and the black starry skies.
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She now knows to hide within her darkest thoughts,
Resilience found in between the hatred and the revenge,
She laughs at the loss of the so called friends,
As she plans her next step, awaiting her chance to avenge.
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She calls to the wildness within those that surround her,
Taking their priceless slaughter as a given,
Settled to the ninth degree, mapped to perfection,
Warrior power to which they have seen her driven.
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Time withdraws, warped as it is until the end is near,
The last stroke, the crushing of her final breath,
Open to spontaneity, the minutes flashing by,
As she surrenders to this thing called death.
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About the Creator
Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
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You’re such a great poet! Love the raw emotions! Really great! Thank you!