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Moving Foward

Moving Foward

 
I think of the past and reminisce
Trying desperately to accept the
Now as it is
 
Agony keeps holding me back
To where I can’t move forward
To where I can’t let go
I try and try but the idea of who
I was still is impressionable
 
I was beautiful, irresistible, laughable,
And invincible
Today I see myself as merely
Expendable
 
I’m scared of what the future might
Hold
Wondering how the secrets I have will
Unfold
 
Will I be forgiven?
Will the people I’ve hurt see real
Contrition?
 
What will the future bring?
Will I still have the pain from the
Past?
Or will I finally have happiness
And prosperity that last?
 
I feel like I’m waiting for the answer’s
Before I move on
A guarantee that this feeling of happiness
Will come
 

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Tony Taylor

Hey NATASHIA!!......I really like the way you formatted this..... it helped promote the intensity..... It is a VERY difficult place you speak to here..... that place where you feel something is coming but you can't quite see it yet!!..... well done dear poet!!......ALL STARS!!.......LOVE and ROCKETS!!.......T xo ?☀✴✳

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Natashia Bonner

Thank you. It means a lot to me when others can take away something from my poetry.

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