everything remains the same


i lift my skirt

up to my knees

walk through the field of sunflowers

barefoot and laughing


you see i’ve learned

to count my blessings –

to stop and smell the flowers

and feel the sun shine upon my face

still it’s hard

not to dwell on all my heartache’s


i walk on through this field

through the grass

grown brown and still

not comprehending why

it’s so damn hard

to let go of my pain


and past these flowers

sits an old ford truck

broken, rusted, and

sinking into this field

collecting drops of rain


and it’s hard not to

feel empathy for this

broken piece of metal

but still I see the beauty

that remains


and looking back

on all these crimson sunsets

in these foggy

cut-throat mornings

i have grown weary


and if i spoke these words

from the dark and cobwebbed

corners of my mind

if i let them slip passed

my dried and cracked lips

would anyone even hear me?


if you were here

i’d let my blouse fall to the floor

and the braids fall from my hair

then i’d kiss you

with my quivering mouth

so plain


outside the rain

would beat upon our

metal roof

and the thunder

would applaud

the love we make


they say god doesn’t give us

more than we can carry

well I don’t know that I believe in god

but I do believe in love

for it is the only thing

that has kept me sane


there’s something you must understand

i have looked my demons in the eyes

laid bare breasted on the floor

and told them to do their best

to destroy me


And i’ve been to hell

and back

so many times

i must admit

this simple life

sometimes seems boring


there’s a lot of things

that can kill a person

there’s a lot of ways to die

but yet these heavy burdened ghosts

still walk beside me


and there’s a lot of things

i don’t understand

how so much hatred

can fill the heart of a man

but it’s this pain i hide

that fuels the love

inside me


will i always feel this way –

not good enough to save anyone

and time keeps changing

but everything continues

to remain the same

Poem is by yours truly
image found on Flickr

Love & life lessons,


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5 Responses to everything remains the same

  1. Sadje says:

    Very moving poem.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Brad Osborne says:

    Evocative, expressive, raw, unfiltered, poignant and powerful! It feels like these words were pulled directly out of you and placed on the page. I feel you! What a gift to express your self so openly and honestly! This is a great piece of writing!

    Liked by 1 person

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