Poems of Life. Sanity Recovered by Ray Lovelace

Poems of Life. Sanity Recovered by Ray Lovelace

Poems of Life. Sanity Recovered by Ray Lovelace… because sometimes bad experiences can finish well.

Poems of Life. Sanity Recovered by Ray Lovelace

Poems of Life. Sanity Recovered by Ray Lovelace

Sanity Recovered

I suppose it wasn’t right

There was no need

I saw no blood

I made no plead.


My mind corrupted

It seemed alone

My body screaming

Was not my own.


They saw me suffer

They heard my plea

They gave me more

It shouldn’t be.


I list it all

Eyes turned away

And still I took it

Took time to play.


The fun all stopped

Was pushed aside

It made me need

But offered no ride.


I lost my focus

I lost my pride

I prayed to end it

I often lied.


When eyes were opened

All doubt pushed away

My thoughts betrayed me

I learned too late.


I was delivered to saviors

I wept, I screamed.

My body protested

There were no dreams.


But soon it left me

All focus returned

I saw the damage done

From this I learned.


Loved ones stayed loving

In spite of betrayal

They stayed at arms length

And learned of denial.


So now I thank power

That’s higher than most

And I look at life past

Thank God it’s a ghost.


I’m luckier than most

And better than dead

I’m grateful for love

And back in my head.


Though things are different

Life satisfies now

And no need for a taste

Brings memories proud.

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  • Ayax

    Very vivid poem. I like it. Keep on writing Ray. Congratulations

    • Thanks Ayax. Yes, it’s a very vivid poem. Really good!

    • R A Lovelace

      Thanks Ayax

  • Ann

    Ray what a beautiful poem.I am very happy for you and wish you great happiness for the rest of your life! Blessings to you and you family. Love you,
    Ann better known as sudzie

    • Ray lovelace

      Suds, thanks so much! I’m glad you enjoyed it

  • Super piece!!!! Congrats Ray


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