No one knows nor do they tell
The secrets kept
Deep within the world’s recesses
Down it’s hidden well.
To be told
Maybe
Sometime, somewhere in the future.
But
Who knows who
Will be left
That one who will tell.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
I sit here and hope nothing will happen
Knowing well that is what will.
Not always the best but assured it will rest
In the arms of a heart that knows all
Knows best.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Hollering in the air
Unaware
No one cares
Lost to the soul
Is a heart full
Of misery and despair
No one knows
Unaware
No one cares, no one cares.
No!
He hears
He knows
Someone cares
He cares.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
I am the one
Who knows me best.
I am the one
I must trust to be the best.
I am the one for me to love.
I am the one
To fill my heart
With nothing but the best.
I am the one who knows.
I am the one.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
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