Never More AgainA Poem by Sarah McKeever HittAm I a jester or some sort of make believe? That is not a question I can answer because truth is subjective and the air is heavy with lies today.
I can no longer hang my hat on the delicate hooks of you and when I wake alone in the morning the wind from the crack in the wondow won't burn my skin like it did for so long.
So now what? Are you going to move on without me? Or has the joke of all this lost it's humor years ago?
I am not sure but I simply can not find it in me to cry for you anymore, And I won't be on the first plane to you when you ask like the dimestore clown of my past would have been .
Good night and God bless and live laugh play, For by the time you read these words I will be in love holding court with royal diplomacy and you will be a footnote in the history of my heart.
Never more again. © 2012 Sarah McKeever Hitt |
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3 Reviews Added on September 9, 2012 Last Updated on September 9, 2012 AuthorSarah McKeever HittChicago, ILAboutTake me, I am the drug; take me, I am hallucinogenic. -Salvadore Dali Pleasure cannot be shared; like Pain, it can only be experienced or inflicted, and when we give pleasure to our Lo.. more..Writing |