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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

The beginning of the nightfall.

Submitted: April 16, 2018

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Submitted: April 16, 2018





You spoke a word unto my soul,

I still remember what you said;

That it was my capacity

For Love that would make me whole.


Love is never wasted,

Even if it does not come back around.

There are things that I notice,

But I wonder what it is... that I must let go?


I am a wild man,

Driven to the wilds,

Because of the Love within my soul.

Creation speaks to me

Of a Creator that is Divine. 


Why am I in this place I choose?

For what purpose have I been led here?

Take me to the fountain of my soul,

Speak Life into my heart,

Lead me to the foundry of my soul,

Take me to my home.


I fall in Love so easily.

Do I have to cover my eyes?

To pretend to be blind?

My mind is driving me crazy,

How do I get out of my mind?


Should I run in the streets,

Through the well lit nights.

Seeking my peace,

Away from the daily strife.

Love is never easy

But neither is Life.


What is lost,

Can always be found.

The ones I have Loved,

Have always Loved others.

So what is it that needs to change,

I walk this Life slow.

Taking in what I can.


If possible and even when it hurts I give back.

But what is wrong with me,

When their actions cause me to feel less than.

How do I continue, when simply I have nothing left.

What remains is a beautiful mess.

Still I feel that no one listens,

But that is their choice.


The hours tick down,

Life and time is running out.

Still I wonder...

What is it that I can give back?

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