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The Disposable Toothbrush

What it’s come down to is
wondering if
the toothbrush is still there
in the drawer
waiting for my return

Or

Did you toss it away
throw it in the trash
it was for travel after all
I’d still hoped
you would have kept it
just incase

Or

It was kept accidentally
an afterthought
due to this poetry
and now you don’t know what to do
keep it, trash it
it’s up to you

But I hope it’s still there
and I hope someday I’ll find out
when I open the drawer
and have to use it myself.

  • The Dalema. December 31, 2016.

When The Ball Drops

The clock strikes 12
Fireworks light the sky
In the background, ‘Auld Lang Syne’

I want to kiss you
You want to kiss her
He wants to kiss me

Wishing for wishes
Things we can’t have –
Happy New Years Eve

– The Dalema. December 31, 2016

Endless Possibilities 

No matter how impossible it may seem,
It’s never too late to be the girl of your own dreams.
– The Dalema. December 29, 2016

The Squeaky Wheel Gets The Oil

Sometimes I wish I could’ve been more
Often I wonder if I should’ve cared less
I’ll always think you’re out of my league
But today I know you’re still my favorite kiss

Sometimes I wish I could’ve been yours
Often I wonder if it just wasn’t our time
I always think I shouldn’t think of you
But today I know you won’t leave my mind

Sometimes I wish I could’ve seen the ending
Often I wonder if it’s really, truly over
I’ll always think I sabotaged things
But today I know you’re still hurting from her

Sometimes I wish you would’ve tried harder
Often I wonder if maybe you still care
I always think I should date other people
But today I know they’d never begin to compare

Sometimes I wish I could just give you up
Often I hope you’ll be there at my door
I’ll always think what we have is unfinished
But today I don’t think I should think anymore.

-The Dalema. December 29, 2016.

The Girl Life Left Behind

I often wonder what happened to her
that mysterious girl with flawless skin

I wonder if she ran out chasing her dreams
traveling only the roads less taken

Did she find success and happiness?
Or did she wind up drowning in heartache?

Did she end up falling in love with herself?
Or were her insecurities too much to take?

I often find myself admiring her
that thin girl with a bright, shining smile

The way she wore her pride on her shoulders
how her carefree spirit ran wild

Her determination drew people in
she’d captivate those she’d walk passed

Her twinkling eyes would steal your heart
men found themselves lost in one glance

I often wonder what happened to her
that girl who couldn’t be stopped

Pictures are all that seem to be left
of the life of a girl life forgot

I stare at the image admiring her
how she radiated positivity

That girl, she’s a stranger to me now –
she’s the girl who I used to be.

  • The Dalema. December 28, 2016

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