Haunt wafts through the air,
Like a scent of man’s
Release of bowels.
Ronovan
(my second for my prompt challenge this week of haunt&release-screams pain.)
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Haunt wafts through the air,
Like a scent of man’s
Release of bowels.
Ronovan
2014 © Copyright-All rights reserved by ronovanwrites.wordpress.com
Afraid to be Nice
by: Ronovan
I tried to be nice
But I was told it might not be that way
It’s not that I was bad
It’s not that I did wrong or was anything I had to say
But for a heart wearer
Who has lost how the world may work
Things can be breaking
When chastised remotely I feel like a jerk
You say get over it
And I will try in my time and way
But live in my shoes
The hurt is the only thing that will stay
Now I question everything I do
Will I write the wrong word or comment
Will I use the wrong image
All these doubts and questions spin in a torrent
I am a dweller
I live in the heart of emotion
I cannot shake it
My heart is my devotion
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