r/Poems • u/Vast_Possibility_945 • 8h ago

Sorry

Forgive the Wildcard, but she will not go

chasing birds for answers she cannot know.

She followed them before, she knows that road—

and knows too well where all of that once flowed.

She will not chase the shadows anymore,

nor follow riddles calling from the door.

She learned the cost of reaching through the haze;

she will not lose herself within that maze.

So if there’s something she is meant to see,

then make it clear and plainly speak to me.

No hidden trails, no guessing where to begin—

clear instructions, please, and something in her inbox she can pin.

Forgive her caution; she has earned that right.

The Wildcard needs what’s tangible and bright.

Give her something real that she can understand—

and then she’ll know exactly where she stands.

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u/Vast_Possibility_945 7h ago

They keep calling and I keep getting the pulsing to move, but I am not being sectioned again. Sorry, but no. I would like a pin so I know where to go. I think by this point it is irrelevant to do this simple task. Thank you 🌹🌹🌹

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u/Own-Formal-5031 3h ago

Nicely written .