Happily Broken

Happily Broken

A Poem by WillaDanvers
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First draft sight into my mind, I kind of like it.

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I have finally found it,
The reason for my choosing,
It's the game of the chase,
Impossible and doomed endings,

I need to break through and change,
The creator of my own future,
Chasing that which I don't have a chance,
Only to prove myself wrong, or right,

Either way should be a win, is a win,
Breaking the game, or proving the game,
I'll play it to the end,
My own heart is the price,

I don't want that which is easy,
A challenge is just what I need,
With little words of encouragement,
An interesting game you could provide,

The only problem, I never follow through,
Winning is only temporary, it's hollow,
I only want you if I can't, I think,
Only once has that been proved wrong,

One amongst a dozen, I don't like your chances,
May winning be impossible, I like your face,
It's the game of the chase, dreams not reality,
Not to settle, forever to run, happily broken.

© 2018 WillaDanvers


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WillaDanvers
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I can really relate to this. I want more time to think about it but I will write a longer review later tonight. I will mention though, you are becoming one of my favorite poets.

Posted 2 Years Ago


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WillaDanvers

2 Years Ago

Thank you Drew! It is nice to hear that!
I love the way the words paint an abstract picture of feelings here, very well done...

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

WillaDanvers

2 Years Ago

Thank you!! :D

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WillaDanvers
WillaDanvers

Auckland, New Zealand



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I am a part time poet, who's words sometimes ring true but otherwise have only gathered information from music, stories or a singular feeling. Anything really. Enjoy the words, and leave a few kin.. more..

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