“Poetry is all that is worth remembering in life.”

— William Hazlitt

Patrick Patrick

You

I think about the times we had
and those we’ve yet to have
About your big brown eyes
and how they stole my heart

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Walls

The abandoned house had been silent, sitting there deep within the woods, untouched by pesky mortals for scores of years, with a confession weighing heavy upon its poor heart

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Reflection

As I stand staring into the mirror
A silent reflection shows me its view
Of someone that seems very familiar
Or at least someone that I once knew

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The Light in the Distance

The beacon of light that glimmers in the distance,
It was put there so many years ago.
Through a thousand storms it has survived,
Still shining bright, yet while never growing old.

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Still Waiting

My heart aches, tell me that I belong…
Yet it can’t be that tough, can it?
Or is the silence still your favorite song?

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Broken

They pierce my heart…
Big brown eyes…
I fell fast, but…
I fell much harder

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A Meeting with Death

There I stood, staring death straight in the face…
     It was afraid of me!
I had absolutely nothing to lose…
     And it too, it had not a single thing to gain

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Voices

A dream- it couldn’t have been
For everything felt so real
And if my eyes were shut
Would not the anxiety be less

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