I had a moment of clarity today.
I dread the nights I spend with you.
I have grown weary of the game.
Your challenges have taxed my strength.
Sometimes, I see through the mist.
I have people who care waiting for me.
I am looking for companionship.
I know who I am today.
The hope of real love is growing.
W. Wayne B.
Poetry book: Eyes of Hope
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© 2015 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Trio (3/365). By John Liu/LifeSupercharger [Image license]
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