Brett Roberts Poems

Words of compassion fall from her lips.
All she wants, is what she fought so hard to have.
Crumbling down in front of her once loving eyes.
Waiting for the day that she can love and be loved.
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An instant where your vision turns to white.
A racing mind starts to accelerate.
On a dark silent night.
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Loving eyes peering in through a glass door.
Never wanting this never ending war.
Thinking back to all the times we hid on the floor.
Wishing that it wouldn’t be like this anymore.
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A place not where your family is.
Nor, where spent your childhood.

Rather a place, where you feel safe.
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Realizing I was the one who did it all
As I fell through the bad, and stepped into the good
I still dream about you, this love can not die.
Call me crazy, call me names, but I still love you.
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Trying to find inspiration in a time when I am lost.
Concentration quickly turns into frustration..
Trying to wrap my mind around the situation.
Anticipation starts to develop on what is to come.
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Perfection is for dreamers, trying to obtain the impossible.
Check back to reality, where the working man gets screwed.
The rich & spoiled children of the world bring it crashing down.
No ambition for the poor, just the bottle and boozes.
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Our conversions lapse.
Our hearts lost on an endless excursion.

Remembering the time I first saw your face.
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I felt so much more. We were - so much more
A wounded heart exposed, on a hard cold floor.
My love stretches upon this star lit night
Fading right before a masked beauty
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Michelle helps me rebel, forgetting about love
Laying me down on this hotel bed.
It’s a sign that my life will excel.
I crawl out of my shell,
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