When men cheat, it's below the belt. When women cheat, it's above the neck.

I just hope
That he doesn't try to come back
Because
I don't know
If I'm strong enough
To not let him back in.
I don't know
If I can look him in the eyes
And not fall back in love
With the man
Who destroyed me

I call myself a writer yet I'm awful with words and every time I say sorry it's more like an exit wound than an apology. It's difficult to tell you what I'm feeling when I don't know how to speak and I'll go on talking in my broken languages until you realize you will never understand me. Everyone is telling me I need to stop running away from my problems but I've already tried hiding from them and they'll just keep finding me. I keep thinking that maybe if I smile a little more you'll always be here and I want to **** the thing inside you that makes you leave. I have attachment issues because I remember when I was little and not understanding when people told me they'd "be home later" that they never considered anywhere that I was a home. And maybe I don't want to talk about what you did maybe I want to talk about songs and cities and which direction we're going to walk next and if you want to keep the shirt I'm wearing and if touching each other a certain way is okay and how many buttons you leave open on your flannels and how I'm getting home tonight.

Physically I knoweth
That I dieth daily;
I just wanted mine Reyna to knoweth
Mine amour was not some maybe.

So just in case, more blood doth breach
Mine poem's told some, but not all of what mine soul speaketh;
Tis, so many taketh tommorrow as if it wilt cometh
I write as this may be mine last, just saying I loveth thee queen.

And that always knoweth.....


©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane dedication

I cannot stop drinking tonight
I cannot stop smoking
I've had my fill
but the hunger resides
There is always something more
that I should be doing
There is always an impossible deadline
a misfortune in the breeze
I cannot stop thinking tonight
I cannot stop thinking