Image credit: Phonlawat Laothaithun/

Image credit: Phonlawat Laothaithun/

I have been alone so long
Visiting those parks where as children
we so freely played
As evening comes the moon is no comfort
and none of these creeping fears
may be allayed
I’ve even fallen at the chairs where once we sat
and I’ve deeply prayed
just to see your precious face one more time

I’ve lived alone so long
all the noise and fuss of childhood
but a distant memory
A message from a person I would
far prefer to be
But we become more what we are
as each year passes
and we are never free
from all the ravages and the mouldings of time

I will die alone ere long
In all my haste and my ambition
I scattered friends like fallen leaves
and it little matters now if I regret
or if I grieve
From our choices and our egos we are
never, ever freed
I’m just a puppet master to my puppet
who must fall as all will fall in wretched time

(c) Helen Valentina 2016

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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