If I ever find where I’m going
I hope it’s a nice place

As far as fools go
I’m one of the best
Usually I’m pretty bright
It’s only to you
I be the fool
Some primal urge
To bow and purge
Adorations, speculations
Whatever comes to soul
I have the urge to let you know
You ignite fire all around
Raze debris right to the ground
And now new growth is found
Rich, volcanic stew
All because of you

I won hundreds of times on the way to that loss
And time was all it cost

The problem with you
Still got that same attitude
You had at sixteen
You’re a man living in between
Incorrigible to some imaginary
Enemy
When will you see
It’s within thee?

I could tell you my story
And make it rhyme
But you would think
I was lying

This is not me writing you another poem
This is not me
Alone
It isn’t me
Pretending to be
Willpowerly
I ain’t the one stalking your profile
I haven’t been there in a while
You won’t find me right nearby
Listening for your call
I surely have erected
An impenetrable wall
You won’t hear me ever cry
I ain’t got even one more try
You won’t hear my wild wolf howl
Not because it isn’t there
It is me to whom you turn a deaf ear
And it’s not me still here

I tried and tried and tried for you
I wished it for me
But also you, too
I woulda made you happy, Boo