Riding the Edge of Love & Loss

I once wrote a poem of love and hate,
hitched a ride upon its back—
a wild beast of words that carried me
through storms of passion,
through deserts of regret.

Tales of emotion, rain falling down,
swallowing pride’s choking frown.
I cast away the echoes
of promises I couldn’t keep,
letting them sink like stones
into the depths of sleep.

Thoughts raced like waves
but crashed aground,
the tide of my mind
a restless sea.
I let them break
upon the rocks of certainty—
knowing change
was the only shore left to see.

A change forever, I swear—
yet I tread with caution now,
for time’s pleasures are laden
with teeth that bite,
with shadows that dance
in the corners of night.

So I write again—
another verse of love and loss,
a quieter journey
on a path untraced—
knowing that in time
all fires burn low,
and what we cherish
we must let go.