Moving On Poem

This poem is about letting go of someone you wish will love you back, but seeing him happy with someone is the reason I set him free.

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My story is not finished. It won't be the end of my story until The Good Lord calls me home. It's been so much, so soon. Let me tell you how I want it to begin. March 31, 2006 I was in a...

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Ashes In My Eyes

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Published: March 2011

When the sun starts to fade
No I won't give in, 'cause your
face still remains
and your soul is in beneath my skin.

Your body is next to mine,
yet your heart was
never mine, it still belong to someone
so you will remain ashes in my eyes.

No, your hands could never be mine, but
my heart is all yours all the time, how could you
be mine, when you're
not meant to be mine.

Oh, I wish I was the one
who's always with you all
the time, never I mind the
imperfections between you and
I, but you will still remain ashes in my eyes.

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  • Sharyn E. by Sharyn E.
  • 5 years ago

My story is not finished. It won't be the end of my story until The Good Lord calls me home. It's been so much, so soon. Let me tell you how I want it to begin. March 31, 2006 I was in a horrible car wreck. It left me in a coma for 4 weeks. I remember waking up realizing I'm in an ICU room hospital in San Jose California. My jaws wired shut, trachea was placed to help me breathe, and metal external fixator over my pelvis. I spent a whole other long 7 weeks in that hospital until it was time for me to move onto recovery rehabilitation services. I sometimes think to myself, was it on purpose? My mom who has past away now, dedicated most of her time there with me. I've had 30 reconstructive surgeries to put my face back together. I know God has mighty plans for me. This is just a very very short explanation of it all.

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