I want you to take me
To control all of me
My heart.. my thoughts.. my mind
I want you always by my side
From your love I'll never hide
Cause this pure love I long to find

I want you to conquer me
To love me
To care for me

I wanna kiss your tears and pain away
I wanna always be there for you when you need me

I wanna shout out loud ' I LOVE YOU '
So it can reach you
I wanna sing for you
Smile to you
Give you me with no regrets

I cause too much trouble,
I try to be subtle,
But I just struggle.
So I try to be careful.

Even with all my might, I never do anything right.
I thought it was alright but just not quite.
Don't pick a fight, don't cause any fright.
So just sit upright, and hold on tight.

I am not needed, just left there seated.
I even pleaded but still unwanted.
I was greeted, yet mistreated.
Their goal completed, I was left defeated.

I am just useless, a plain nuisance.
All the rudeness but I'm still helpless.
I was so careless, now this is endless.
I'm breathless and friendless.

My presence is ignored, is this my reward?
I may look bored, deep down my feelings all stored.
Happiness can't be restored, after what I've been treated towards.
Everyone's life and happiness is what I adored but I could never afford.

I may have a problem, it isn't boredom.
Even though I hit rock bottom, The problem isn't 'em.
I may have fallen, it's not even awesome.
For me this is common, as it happens quite often.

I am just hated, they fill me with hatred.
I'm already shaded, my true self faded.
Pain is what I've tasted, I cover myself with colours painted.
This is probably fated but in the end I'm nothing but wasted.
You can never find this related, I've always waited.
Right now, it's belated, my brain debated.
My mind escalated, My actions demonstrated.
Among everyone, I'm the one segregated.

I jumped on a freight in Monticello,
Didn't know where it was going - you
Had given up on me, baby -
So, I'd given up on you.
A rumbling song as the train rolled on,
I had plenty-a shine to drink-
I was trying anything I could,
So I wouldn't have to think.

Few and far between
Are  the hopes I'll ever have
Of loving someone who's loving me.
I've been taken to pity,
Like surely others have.
All of my dreams
Are few and far between.

I could still remember how
You said you wished that I would leave.   
I'm giving you what you wanted.
Something you can believe.
You won't hear from me, anymore.
I know that to you I'm dead.
I won't ever haunt you,
Like your words that won't leave my head.

Few and far between
Are the hopes I'll ever have,
Of loving someone who's loving me.
I've been taken to pity,
Like surely others have.
All of my dreams,
Are few and far between.

The boxcar slowed in the railway yard.
I jump off - the gravel cut up me knee.
I heard them barking, so I took off a'running.
The dogs were closing in on me.
I made it to the Vieux Carr'e
Before the St. Louis clock struck three.
Tell the children I love them.
Or better, tell 'em not to think of me.

Few and far between
Are the hopes I'll ever have,
Of loving someone who's loving me.
I've been taken to pity,
Like surely others have.
All of my dreams,
Are few and far between.

I'll always wish it was different.
I hope you find somebody new,
Hope you find the kids a daddy
Who's good to them and you.
I hope you know that I really tried
To be the man you needed me to be.
I couldn't keep you from happiness,
You couldn't keep me from being me.

Few and far between
Are the hopes I'll ever have,
Of loving someone who's loving me.
I've been taken to pity,
Like surely others have.
All of my dreams,
Are few and far between.

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I found this young poet on
another site known to be home
to many trolls. I told him about
Hello Poetry. His poet name is
Brain in a bottle

His poetry is raw and has
Imagery of science fiction,
horror and other elements
which are of a psychological
genre. Not to say people who are
not into this type of poetry won't
like his work. He does write about
other things. He also has a wry,
ironic wit. He's quite talented.

I want to ask you folks to kind
of direct the newbie when you
encounter them. This site can be
very confusing to newbie poets!
I remember!

Take care my dear poet friends.
I'll be reading you!

A little poem stirs me awake
in the morning, before the alarm goes off.
It follows me around as I brush my teeth -
dashing left and then right, pecking
continuously at my unkempt scalp

In the afternoon it is the shadow
that sweeps the dusty street behind me,
imitating my short heavy steps
pretending to be on its own journey

I nudge it gently away as I enter the office
but it is the words floating from my boss' mouth,
the hot tea warming my assistant's cup
the glass windows as they swing back and forth,
and the tiny drops of water that magically
turn to air as soon as the cleaner's mop leaves the floor

In the evening when I sit to read a book
it ghosts ahead of my eyes,
stooping after every few words
to put the next into a plastic bin,
transforming the page
into a crossword puzzle

Until finally I throw up my arms
shuffle to the overpopulated table
and begin to unravel the message
sent from the neural galaxy
that was awake when the rest of me died