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May 2016
I’m not telling a story
As soon as a chapter ends
I rip the pages out
I can do better than that
I’m not sticking to what I said
What did I know anyway?

I’m too old to talk about being shy
It’s too late for that one
If you want to be impressed
Then look the other way
The actors are expecting you
A life of pretend always feels better

It’s time for me to talk
You said it’s time to act
I can’t live a life of proof
I wish you could believe

What I said was true

I’m not so sure about how to live
That’s what made you wonder
But it wasn’t you I questioned
Instead it was why I kept changing
I thought  we were in the same car
We were but you lost your way

It’s time for me to act
You said you wanted to talk
You can’t live a life of faith
At least not in someone like me

What you said was true

Things were falling apart
The way we came together
And the way we lived
Falling apart
But we loved every moment
Until forever told you what to say

It’s time for something
What we said wasn’t enough
What we did wasn’t either
We just couldn’t believe

What we thought was true
Mark Lecuona
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Mark Lecuona
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