Entangled we were;
two simple threads in a faux fur.
If all we could see was gray
then why didn’t we find another way?
At best, what once was bliss
quickly became a game of hit and miss.
Troubled nights
lead into days of fright.
Shadows with our darkest desires
plagued us with a need of umpires.
Unable to quench our thirst,
it was better to leave than to stay and burst.
Our love was a poison,
a manipulative emotion.
What’s done is in the past-
and we’re now free at last.
© December 2015 by Amber L Hoppa
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Simply put, I'm a thirty something single mom of three young boys with a passion for reading and writing. Writing, and reading for that matter, has been a passion since elementary school when a friend and I had our short collection of poetry published through the school where it was on display in the library for an entire year. While I still enjoy poetry, my love has grown into short stories and full length novels. Tag along for the journey, it'll be documented here every step of the way.
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