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Never underestimate the power of love ...

... it will inspire you to go the distance to make someone else happy.

© Gina K. Judy 2019 All Rights Reserved

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a few steps away from the little dirt road,

on the edge of a lonely boulder,

I sit and wait:

hoping a random passerby might just find me.

but here, on my cold throne,

the trees are keeping me hidden

and no one really knows I’m here.

As the sun creeps across the barren sky

I soon realize that hoping for a savior

is a fruitless endeavor.

staring at the little dirt road

I find myself thinking how easy it is

to simply cross the edge and walk to the road,

it is after all just a few small steps,

but the road is unfamiliar.

Where I am now, at least to me,

isn’t strange at all.

I know these rocks

And I know these torns

I know the ants that crawl over my feet

and the flies that buzz at my ears.

leaving my twisted nest of familiarity

is just too frightening

and I am just too weak.

if only someone could show me the way.

show me how to walk.

but sadly no one ever sees me.

so I sit on the edge of a lonely boulder,

on the roadside,

That I keep picturing you at pit stops along the way.

But even if I put you in the car I couldn't make you drive it,

And we both know you don't care what I have to say.

What is darkness?

People ask this question daily,

hoping that their minds will take flight,

but the answer is simply:

Darkness is the absence of light.

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The question should rather be

what is light?

Is it your friends as they sing along merrily?

Is it the warm embrace of a lover at night?

Is it the the new series that you follow ever so thoroughly?

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My light was dreams,

dreams of a better future, a better life.

But as I grew up and learned about pain.

My light took a dive

and it was quite horribly slain.

.

Now I can't see.

All around me is this unshakable darkness

filled with disease and treachery.

The whole world is bleeding sadness!

And each passing day drains my hearts bravery.

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Dreamless.

Sleepless.

All I have is darkness.

No matter where I look, or how much I write,

I love you.

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Quiet tears brimming,

threatening to trash my eyes,

yet I thankfully stop them from dripping.

.

I need you.

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Anger boils up inside,

threatening to trash my hands,

yet I gracefully stop them from being undignified.

.

I miss you.

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Loud sobs are echoing,

my eyes are burning red,

I shiver as they escape their designated place,

causing my weak heart to feel dead.

.

I want you.

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Frustration and madness is fighting for control,

they want my hands to cause others pain,

but I keep them clenched.

Numbness in my palm is all they gain.

.

I love you.

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I told you that I would be strong,

that I'm not going anywhere,

yet when the hardships came our way

I didn't stay.

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I wish now that I did.

I wish now that I told the world

how much I love you

And how much I need you.

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But regret is a teacher

that gives a test and then a lesson.

Now my unspoken words drift in the silence

Filled with marzipan mouses

Lie half-baked husbands and their wintergreen wives,

Sleeping away the last night of their lives.

Each delectable daughter and sugary son

Waits for a morning that will never come.

As they dream and make merry

With sugar plum fairies

They know not the danger that awaits

Beyond the safety of their gumdrop gates.

Giants are waiting to eat off their faces.

There are presents to open, then it's off to the races.

Under frosting-flocked roofs

Designed for sweet-tooths

Live gingerbread people, soon to be dead,

Each one dusted with arsenic and sprinkled with lead.

So, even if the giants eat only a few,

It won't be long before they're dead too.

Five snowflakes fell in a row

and caused chaos down below.

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One snowflake was called Sadness;

it caused the world to fall into madness.

Children cried and cried

while adults simply hide.

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Another snowflake was called Loneliness;

it caused the world to fall into emptiness.

People walked with hollow eyes

and saw honest words of comfort as mere lies.

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A third snowflake was brutal and brought danger;

it started fights and was called Anger.

The streets flowed with red.

Hate keeping the fists fed.

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The fourth snowflake was Patience;

but it’s landing was corrupt and it became Impatience.

This caused the world to learn about frustration

and murder became the leading temptation.

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The final snowflake to hit the earth

was Love and it was a sign of rebirth.

But Love's impact could not be found,

for in the flood of chaos it simply drowned.

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Five snowflakes fell in a row

and caused chaos down below.

They fell from the cracks in my heart