Writer's Block
poem by:
Ernest Areheart
Written
on May 16, 2015
It ended as it began A tale of scripted love The characters set in place A stale title sits above Will there be another chance To edit this broken story? Or will our lines sink in And erase this fictional glory? Your heart blinded my mind's eye Now you're all that I see It was over so quickly, quietly Over for you, but not for me Maybe after your face fades From the clouds in the sky The memories and world we built Will just as quietly pass me by The end will be drawn with a pen I'll put our story on a shelf Because the right thing to do Is to close the page, let go of you
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Christopher Russon commented:
I had to read this poem a few times to get the full understanding.
And then it all fell into place.
Well written I like it.when love has gone.one must let go.sad fact.
