Poetry: Clarity


One day you wake up.


A clear portrait of what you want in life.

Stands before you.

You se the world through different eyes.

You can finally admit.

A relationship can’t be fixed.

No matter how much you want to.

You can never trust certain people.

In another time.

I wonder.

Who we would have been.

What we would have.

Been to eachother.

What we could have been.

The days with you.

Are drawing to an end.

It is time.

Time to relearn.

How to feel.

How to value.

How to be complete.


About Maison Moonchild

A Canadian gal that firmly believes words can change the world. An avid reader, writer and Halloween enthusiast. She has a special interest in communications and writes for pleasure and profession. She moonlights as a metaphysical maven with a knack for creating magical crystal jewelry and holiday accessories.
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