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I had expected you to show up
Just like white lightning appears
But as the day had drawn an end
I realized one of my biggest fears

As the thunder rolls, you would not
And my head; the visions of eternity

I know my true fate; one of solitude
Brutal truth that we’re not meant to be
The rules that stated I must abide
Fictional time; never on our side

The love never had a chance to bloom
The lightning strikes our sacred place
Visions of a wedding now lay buried
Dead memories of your beautiful face

I’m drowned forever in a sea of forgotten souls
A lost song you only hear when the wind blows

6/25/16 by ©Diana Jillian

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I’ve been pondering a lot lately about hope….I had turned my journal a few days back into a picture quote.


Then yesterday when I was at work, the subject came up again.


I guess in the end, we’re all filled with hope.  Hope is there when all else fails…I guess.




You can’t study the darkness by flooding it with light
What you need is what you can’t do with ordinary sight
Like a car stalling in an abandoned alley or a driveway
Forgetting where you put your keys can ruin your day
These are the places silence goes
Going for a swim and losing what’s right in front of you
When eyes deceive and turns to gray of what was blue
Searching and struggling for a vibrant red to help suffice
And in a moment you forget all the things that were nice
These are the places silence goes


©Diana Jillian 5/28/15