The Place I Should Have Stayed
I am trapped in my past with no future I need to change
The Place I Should Have Stayed
I walk the line between the gone and real,
A path that keeps repeating what I knew,
The past returns with truths I never feel.
I try to trust the way the nights reveal,
Yet everything still drifts back into you,
I walk the line between the gone and real.
Regret becomes a weight I always steal,
A whisper shaped by choices I outgrew,
The past returns with truths I never feel.
I chase a moment longing tried to heal,
While shadows call me toward a deeper view,
I walk the line between the gone and real.
The echo fades but never breaks the seal,
It circles every thought I try to renew,
The past returns with truths I never feel.
I stand before the door I can’t repeal,
Still knowing loss is something I pursue,
I walk the line between the gone and real,
The past returns with truths I never feel.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (2)
We write what we know and need to share. Good job.
This* poet* returns with truths I always feel.