Character Poem-files: Patricia Williamson
January 5, 2012
No matter how hard you try,
despite your strength on keeping the hope alive
no one seems to care.
Your friendship isn't a memory
but a new presence is in your life
and people's head turns
when you ravage for answers
No one to trust,
nothing to be said,
When Joy in your heart
clearly seems to be dead
You do not care why,
your anger ventures out
onto innocent spirits
with connections, there's no doubt
To the mystery you've found yourself
Waiting soon to end
Once you went your own path,
but now on other footsteps, you trend
A person who seems not what he is,
A friend who may not be gone
Has weaved more mysteries into your future
but with now more people with a bond
And with a salute, you place your hand
to whom you've once barely called friends
As you uncover the truth,
seeing into the private investigator with a new lens
You try and help as you can,
Devotion is that much on your side,
though at times it gets you in trouble
when the jokester drinks the eternal water,
which you have barely hide
It still haunts you,
the past, the kidnap,
how you feel like you're always alone
and yet with a stranger when you hear a snap
And yet with friends, with Joy, and demise is drowned
it is clearly said
that when you meet trouble, they've met their match:
"Who's ready to bring these suckers down?"
~TrinityFlower of Memories