Feeling anger with no remorse
Feel like I’m stepping on
A unproductive, negative course.
It’s not like I will abide
In this state
But for now, I’ll let it ride.
Feel like no one knows
Nor do they care
The hurt they give
It seems unfair.
Yes, I’ll let it ride
And tomorrow, hopefully
Saner minds will survive.
Giving me a better outlook
A better feel
For those who criticize.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Good beginnings
Caress the past
Moving forward
Beyond the last
Making new ones
As they come to be.
No one knows
Just what’s in store
Only that the way
Is open and
Pulls us through
Here to this day.
Showing
Another time
Beginning now today
But always, always
Starting yesterday.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Anger oozes thru my bones
Frustrating cries
Amongst the moans.
No one knows the course I take
Be it bleak
Or forsake all around
Who try to help.
Nothing works
I am I feel, the one in hell
Who
Will surely melt.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2019
Wondering, wondering
What has happened
What lies ahead
Wondering.
Know nothing
Can be changed
Nor improved upon
Still, still wondering.
Will it happen once again
Or be so different
From the past
I’m wondering, wondering.
No one knows for sure
Yet hopes
Assumes the best
While wondering, wondering.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
Me, Myself and I
Together we go thru life
Me, Myself and I
Conquering strife, living life
Me, Myself and I
No one knows or been told that
Me, Myself and I
Can survive anything if we stand together
Me, Myself and I
Don’t know why life is this way but
We’ll live and love in a way,
Each and everyday
So there’ll be no remorse for
Me, Myself and I.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Life begins fresh and new
Life ends sometimes
Without love renewed.
No one knows
Why or how
Life makes my life
The way it is.
Life begins and ends
And in between
My life is lived.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Heaven help
The one that knows.
Heaven be there
When no one knows.
Heaven see
Love and beauty in the midst of anarchy.
Heaven please
Please help me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Flowing freely on the flow
Floating softly across the sky
Walking slowly around the bend
The funny thing is no one
Knows where I’ve been.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
Wandering thru my heartland
Down by the meadow where an old tree stands
No one knows the meadow nor the stream tricking by
Only robins and larks sing the way to the meadow
Where squirrels sleep and play near by.
May my wandering thru grasses
Growing tall in that sweet meadow
Hold my thoughts as here I stand
Seeing love growing old, gracing all
In my meadow, in my meadow’s heartland.
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2016
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
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