Death of a love

It follows me where ever I go
I push it down and yet it grows
Some days at best I can forget
On other days it stalks me yet

Our love was strong like iron or steel
Our hearts let go, they did reveal
We laughed, we sang. We ran, we played
We kissed; we loved, and slept all day

What happened next seems so surreal
It crept in slow, it came to steal
We felt it near yet couldn`t see
What it would do to our love so free

I saw a glimpse of its black robe
A shadow, a ghost, no face to show
And then one day to my surprise
I saw its face, I saw its eyes

It sought our love
It would not rest
It ran us down
We did our best

I still look back and wonder why
The dream still lives and I still cry
You’re in my dreams I cannot sleep
Thoughts of love I`ll ever keep

The day will come and may be near
The eyes grow cold, and no more fear
And I will think upon that day
Of the death of love one cold fall day

S.W. Biddulph

Scott Biddulph is a published writer, author, and poet from North Georgia. He began writing as a youngster and followed his lifelong dream of reaching people through the written word when he returned to The University of North Georgia in 2013 to finish earning his BA/English with a concentration on publication and creative writing. His publications include the following: an eBook, Apples of Gold: A collection of inspirational short stories and poems (Smashwords, 2010) and a paperback, Voices from the Heart, (Createspace, 2012). His poetry is published in Papers and Publications Undergraduate Research Journal. Vol 3 (2014) and the award-winning Chestatee Review (Spring, 2015), among other places (Check his LinkedIn profile for a full list of his publications). He is currently working on publishing poetry, creative non-fiction, academic essays, and his memoir. ******** Scott has also worked as an intern editor for the University of North Georgia Press. As a freelance editor, he has done the layout and design of several books and magazines. He is currently working with several authors on various publication projects in which he is either ghostwriting, editing manuscripts, or doing the layout and design of their books. ******** Finally, and most importantly, he is a father, grandfather, husband, and dedicated Harley Davidson rider. He and his family enjoy the beauty of the North Georgia Mountains where they live—especially their screened in back porch where they love to bird watch. ******** ~ "I love realism. I love writing about the raw, down-to-Earth, heartfelt realities of life. I love to write in a way that reaches into the human soul—to take the greatest pains and struggles in life, and make them a blessing to others. Fantasy is a wonderful, interesting thing—but real-life situations, feelings, fears, and dreams are an unexplored ocean of stories that need to be told." ~ ~Scott Biddulph~

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