I fell down
into a field of flowers today
I  found that the petals of the rose
looked more like the rotting limbs
of the putrid dead to me

The buds of spring
reminded me of hope
that would never bloom
even the fresh green grass
took on a hue of despair

I flew from the nest at eighteen
with resolve to never come back
I am thirty-four now, and
after too many women
too many heartaches
too many years as a soldier
I have collapsed back into that nest
my life has rebounded full circle
I am a failure

Faded days of dreams are gone
You're letting go the precious dawn
Never again your name to call
While we dance inside the mall

All my life, I had stayed
To myself, I had played
By myself, I have never
Wanted any, and forever
I chose to be alone
My heart has always shone
The hurt that I've endured
I have never said a word
Of the pain in my heart
For I've never been with you always apart

Now you come and bring to me
A choice of love or misery
Whichever path has not a shade
Of the troubles you have made
Why I ask I've never known
The chosen path I walk alone

I walk alone sore and bitter
I walk toward love, I'm not a quitter
I choose a path and keep on walking
I hear you laughing, see you gawking
Have you ever heard me moan
That all my life I've lived alone

You bring me pain I do not want
You take my love so you can taunt
Me forever, to leave me ever
In a dream to endeavor
My love in you for you've not known
How it feels to be alone

Without you I have no inspiration
You've always been my muse
But I guess without you, I've not much to go on for
You took the most vibrant, lovely pigments
And escorted my brushes to paint the most random of strokes on my enormous white canvas
Movements were rash and irratic but in the end it was the most beautiful thing I've seen
...second most beautiful.
But something had caught my eye
I had seen a work of art like this before
It was too familiar; I'd seen you paint a while ago
I misjudged your manipulation of my hands for guidance
Sadly this was all in your plan
To show me a symbol of your love
When it was much less than tangible

                       But every night, before I fall to sleep, I stare at the beautiful colors you turned my world
                                                           ­  And the light brush strokes are all but a reminder

Thoughts of you
Suppress my brain
With each thought
My heart gets a shot
Of pain

I hear you are moving on
Starting to date
I am glad for you
It is only me I can hate
I am the one to blame
I miss holding you
Watching the candle flame

Never knew
That both fires in the room
Would burn out

beautifully spun was this glass vase

all around, was nothing but space

and without a blow

the light vase swung to and fro

and though it fell down all too slow

it shattered to pieces

that in the light,

seemed glow

glistening like stars on a summer night

dear love, i warn you

dont pick up the pieces

along with the vase came down our chances.

try to mend it,

the jagged edges only cut you

deeper

and deeper

to think of what we’ve all been through

and though you know what i’d hate to do

on this note

i bid adieu.

In love
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It's fine to stumble, but remain UNBROKEN
REFUSE to be torn by this
Stand TALL
And prove you're **UNBROKEN

Grandiosely bragging about what you would do
While gently pulling my hair, adding emphasis to
Such a desperate attempt just out of the blue
I had to shake my head and feel sorry for you.

How very little you must think of yourself
To offer your body and withhold your mind
To quickly entangle and even faster unwind
Leaving countless diminished beings behind.

My sympathy should lie with every woman
That has welcomed your nothingness on chance
That has been lured by your lustful glance
To later be dismissed when they seek to advance.

All I see is a scared little boy, trying to hide
In superficial exploits because you're void inside
Casting lines of bait with all feelings aside
Giving no thought to others cause your soul has died.

© Tina Thompson