I have lived before
I have lived a life
In the distant past
Good or bad I had
A life before memories
Faded
In the distant past
They didn’t last
As new ones evolved
Different but built on
That life lived
In the distant past.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
I can’t keep you happy
I can’t let you go
No one can say the things
I need to know.
Bow my head in anguish
Raise it in joy
Move forward, telling
No one where or what
I need to know.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Somewhere along the way
My heart bled and sadness, sorrow
Washed away.
Somewhere along the way
I don’t know where or will I stay
Near or far, far away.
Somewhere along the way
My heart bled and washed
All thoughts of you away.
Somewhere
Somewhere along the way.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
I know you couldn’t possibly
Hear me
I know I’m in this alone
But still I feel the road
Isn’t travelled by me
All alone.
Presence, shadows hover
Near and above
Whispers in silence
Make my heart beat
As I pray for help
From those I have loved.
Now is not the time to cry
For I’ve been given
A chance
To move forward
move ahead.
Trusting in
What I know is there
Not seen
Just
Only in my head.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
A million miles away
The sun shines
No matter
The time of day.
My heart must bring
That sun from far
To my day, my walk
My way.
Holding close all
That’s good
All I need to make
It thru today.
From a million miles away
The sun shines
Shines on me
As I’m on my way.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
I have been there
Seen everything
Held my breath
And
Tried not to scream.
Sadness mounts
Envelops me
Reason why
Evades
Not only me.
Maybe tomorrow
All will be ok
Til then
I’ll live thru
This troubling day.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
May 24th celebration has gone
used to be festivities
All day long.
Nothing, no more celebrating
Can’t understand
How could all this pass?
Used to be dancing, parties, sing-along
Fireworks and baseball
May 24th celebration, all day long.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
I don’t know why
I think the things I do
Or why sometimes
They come true.
I do know my heart
Loves the way
Nature brings beauty
To me, to you.
To live in joy, laughter
Not thinking anything
Depressing
Or blue.
That’s why
I guess
I think the things
I do.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Everyone isn’t the one
I should have been
Accepting that is harder
Then anything has ever been.
Maybe tomorrow it’ll be
What I want, what I need
But that remains
Remains to be seen.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
I have to hear the singing of the song
To believe
To move forward
Not look back nor doubt
Where the words come from.
That’s the only job that’s mine
Must breathe the words
Embrace the rhyme
Never forgetting they’ve come to me
At just the perfect time.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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