I tried to be nice,
then I tried to be mean,
I even tried all the things
that were left in between.
And that’s just life;
we exhaust every option
until there aren’t anymore.
© 2022 Michelle Cook
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My heart will forever feel heavy,
but my head will always remain free
because I’ve chosen a different path now,
something just for me.
And I know there will be some,
who will never quite understand,
but I only have this one life here,
and the journey is mine to command.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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I recognize your face
Longing for freedom
Submerged in a life
Forbidden of change
The mirror stares back
Unyielding in its curse
For destiny cannot deny
What the universe allows
To forsake the chosen course
Is as foolhardy as the thought
And death would surely enjoy
The aftermath of the volition
So count your numbered days
And live them while you can
The voyage to the other side
Will never carry you home
© 2020 Michelle Cook
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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
There she sat
At the edge of forever
Lost in the gloom
Of the shadowy weather
Slumped all alone
In her dismal state
She wondered if anyone
Could possibly relate
Was her solitary life
Always meant to be
If only the answer
She could one day see
Forever seemed too far
As the friendless void imprisoned
No condemnation to pass
This was mostly her decision
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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