I don't want to talk to you right now
I'm happy if we never talk again
I made a promise
I made a promise, you see
To be the best you never had
I know you think you're top dog
But your tricks don't work on me
Because I made a promise
To be the best you never had

I’m sorry that being around me is so draining.
I should elaborate.
Being around me is
Expensive.
Not in the sense that I will cost you a lot of money,
at least
not on purpose.
In economics we learned about costs and benefits.
What is the price of happiness?
It does have a price.
Economics says so.
How much enjoyment do I bring?
What does it outweigh?
The bad seems to always be more prominent
than the good.
I wish that I could have a second chance.
I want to make it better.
I’m sorry that to you I’m just a
Cost.

I couldn't rush any quicker
Than to taste something
More bitter than your soul.
And swearing on improper nouns
I told myself to never look
Directly at your heart...

I did; you turned to stone.

Do you know the world unseen?
The one that every human being
Takes for granted every day
As they go about their work or play

For I speak of things like morning mist
The flower in the breeze that twists
The way some clouds evaporate
Or that flake of rust on the old front gate
The struggling mum who needs a rest
The logo on her child’s vest
The smile that means “I noticed you”
A kiss that’s meant for no one’s view

For all these things are here to see
Yet focussed minds just cannot be
Sensitive to all that’s there
For overload would bring to bear
Such cacophony of life’s rich vein
That most just choose to see the same.

The exceptions, friends, are me and you
Who take the time, like poets do.


RD©2014

Sometimes you dont know where to search
you dont even knw where to go
the void in ur life is never fulfilled
u try to search really deep
the bond you had is gone in a fraction of second
somebody else took ur place
you cannot do anything about but stand still and stare
deep down you know that you are never gonna love again
all u r left with are he memories and pain
lost ur love lost a friend..
what u thought was a beginning was truly the end

She stopped breaking laws when she
started breaking hearts

Bottled tears in the vial around her neck
She lays in bed like a spider in their web

They say curiosity killed the cat but in this story
Curiosity killed you

And you love kissing her because she is not like the others
She does not pull away out of shame

She kisses hard like brick on brick on window pane
no face aflame

And you love ******* her because she does not hide away
Begs you more more more

She stopped breaking laws when she
Started breaking hearts

i’m not afraid of what might future holds for me, i’m  more terrified of what i’m going to lose because of me.