Appreciative Pieces

One of these days I'll be more appreciative of how the sun sets,

Maybe I will see that the skies edges are painted with vignette.

Maybe of these days, I'll go back and see if I can save what I've done...

Because the worse part of this, I left you broken.

I wish you'd cover me with the light of you're lost sorrows.

So far every part of me is stripped down and exposed.

One of these days I'll be able to call again...

Maybe this is a show of how things were to begin.

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Stacey Gallow's picture

I like how it pieces together without having to rhyme. That's the only way I can ever seem to make my poems work. I liked reading it though, my only critique is for you to write a comment so I could understand the poem a little better but other than that I liked it and can relate to it.