I was wondering if you might know
the power of words will always slow
a beating heart in a feverish state
a wandering soul can only relate.
Last night I found peace in decision
to walk away, find my solution
I felt strong and self – confident
believing she would not relent.
I took measures of a reach forward
recognized a loss in my own accord,
I only wanted to hear a sweet word
I felt self-image to now be absurd.
In silence I broke down and cried,
show self-will my world surely died.
© Scott F Savage 3/2020
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