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Category: Poems

Where your heart lands

If you are lucky,

you will be

where your heart lands.

You will find yourself

pulled there anyway

and it is your choice

to stay or go.

Stay where you are

and wonder what could have been,


Go to them, to it, to there,

and know.

Don’t think about it

one way or the other.

Stay or go,

and live with or without

your dream.

But remember:

You have to live

with the choices you make

or the choices you don’t.

And just before you die,

how will you feel?

Regret that you never knew,

or happy that you did.

There’s nobody forcing you.

There’s no grand plan.

Leave your repose.

Go where your heart lands.


Feeling silly because what?
You didn’t know, how could you?

Stronger and slower.
Take your time.
Weaker but faster – mass produced.

This fucking weather,
It’s enough to make anyone sad.

How can you be happy in a prison of your own creation?
Who lets you out of a trap
You set for yourself
And only you know about?

You see her and she’s hurt too
Is that because of you?
What hell have you caused?
What pain could you stop?

How can happiness seem so contrived?
Why cant I allow myself that one sliver of gold?

Carry me back.

The Monster

You can tell when the monster is talking. It’s obvious.

The man becomes quiet and he can’t remember what happened.

Furious judgement, obsessed anger.

Then, a switch flips and away with narcissism.

Reason and peace, until the next time.

Ups are getting shorter and further apart.

Downs are deeper and longer.

One day, the downs will be all there is, after one final miserable up.

And who will know?

In the darkness, alone.

©2024 David Newton