Life
A complicated mess
Bathed in lies
And so much death
Always consuming
Presuming
Presuming
Then it’s gone
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Poetry
Star-crossed
She was so very far
From where she wanted to be
If only her mind
Could’ve set her free
But her heart withheld
Even the slightest of chance
And so she was beholden
To her circumstance
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Regret
Sometimes I question
All the things
I lend my heart to
Sometimes I doubt
The sincerity
of my friends
Sometimes I wonder
Why I make
Such illogical choices
Sometimes I wish
I were less foolish
Than I am
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Ugly
She chose to look beyond
To see past his fabricated exterior
To search beneath his calculative heart
And go deeper than his manipulative mind
For the black corrupted abyss
Which he had used to lure her in
Was merely his vulnerability disguised
And she was the only witness to the truth
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Dismal days
Dismal days
Are all the craze
Everyone’s living
In a haze
Could this be
Just a phase
Or are we stuck
In a repeating maze
Look at the way
People gaze
So many lost
In a doleful daze
Will we ever find
Those hopeful rays
Or stay prisoners of
Depressive waves
Can we all give
Encouraging praise
Or will morosity
Be what stays
Everyone has a choice
To change their ways
Kindness has always
Been what pays
Can you share
Your love full blaze
There really isn’t time
For delays
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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