When your ready.

I try to comfort you in your times of need and you push me away.

I shower you with love and you lash out with anger.

We were once so close.
Now feel like a very distant stranger.

I'm a shoulder to lean on.


Your ear of comfort.


Your anchor in your storm.


I have no clue what your going through and why you choose to face it alone.




I'll respect your mind.


I'll give you your space.


I'll stay with you in spirit.


Get better.


Stand strong.


Walk tall.


When ever you need me.


Do not hesitate to call.




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HLH 1/31/2020 ©

Snip

Sometimes the tie that binds needs to be severed.

When you give and give and they take and take you have to walk away.

No explanation necessary .


No apology required.

Its been a slow build up.

You know the pattern.

They hurt you then  apologize.

Then they turn around and hurt you again.

That's not love.

That's not being a good friend.

You have two choices you can either  hold on and continue to hope they straighten up or pack it in and chalk it up to enough is enough.

When the well runs dry it's nearly impossible to quench your thirst.

When your walking down the path of companionship remember to always choose you first.

hallziespoetrycorner: Poetry with a passion. Poetry for all occasions™
HLH 12/12/19©

The caged bird

You spread your wings too far apart and flew too close to the sun.

You looked for other ways to live life and saw none.

Now you sit isolated and all alone. All you have is memories and visions of home.

You lie awake restless and wondering when you'll see this place again.

You want desperately for someone to open your cage so that you may flee, to spread your wings again and to be free. Fear not , your day is coming soon.

Take heart to all the lessons you learned in your cage so that when your freedom comes you may bloom.

For freedom is but a state of mind. A cage is just a room.

I dedicate this poem To My father, and all other prisoners and parolees in the U.S penal system.

The worst part is already over brotha's and sista's.

Keep ya head up. All you have to do now is live righteously and you can't fail.

 copy right 3/12/12 HLH