Let It Go

Although time has passed they still come to me

In my dreams they still torment 

Even in their death memories do not decompose 

Logic tells me I am no longer in danger 

My heart yearns to trust 

To give my all to another these thoughts must abate

There is no room for hate

Fear and torment will not be my fate

There will be a way 

I still have faith 

By, TJP 

Blind Pursuit 

She gets stuck in the details

*When his pursuit

Trapped by what if

*Of desires too strong

Wrapped up in hope

*He tells pretty lies

Blinded by trust

*Not meant to defy

Too late she’s caught

*Then he tires

Her faith he’s got

*Lies not sustained

She believed

*His unconscious game