We fought the wrong war

We sat across the table staring into silence, so much was said, without spoken words. Wrap in the arms of loneliness while our presence is so near

Who have we become?How did we become the monsters within?While only seeking love,I hurt you and you hurt me.

Tic toc, where has time gone?. All the moments we’ve lost while searching for new ones. Those moments that never came

The leaves are changing again. Another season has come and gone. Shattered dreams, forgotten promises, we fail love, We fought the wrong war.

©2022 Micheline Jean Louis

Existence

We’re all just fighting to be recognized, we want to know that we are not alone in this maze. We want to feel like we belong. Our fear is that we are running out of time to exist, we are running out of time to matter, to be love, to become something more, not just another grain of sand in the sea, we want to shine, we want history to remember us. we are constant in our search for a bit of luck and magic, anything to signify something special. we want the memory of us to be immortal even after our physical body has decay, we want continual existence. we want meaning, we want to exist and matter now and tomorrow…. ©2022 Micheline Jean Louis