Poems from a Sunday Night
Time
Fleeting
Changing
Confining
All experience it’s effects
But only man is bound
By his own creation
And volition
11/7/21
For the first time in awhile
I can’t explain or define
How I feel
It’s out of focus
It’s out of grasp
But I’m reaching
Yearning
Learning
Letting romance happen
After a decade of time
Like the first
Leaning
Not on myself
On a friend
For the first in awhile
I’m asking
Is this happiness
And can it be alongside sadness
A little pain
For the first time in awhile
I realize I couldn’t get here
Alone
For the first time in awhile
11/7/21
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