Oct 2013
I resist the temptation to concede that I am all at sea…since the end of you and me.
No, not me…
**** it up and be strong I cry. And cry.
You cannot know how I once trusted us to go swimmingly, not to sink beneath your wave goodbye...
After all the effort and energy of loving you – before so disappointing you.
Once I was alone and petrified rings in my head. Can I? I’m the man here. Am I?
I can’t believe you’re leavin' me – different tune now – stay with me baby. Please.
But hey, it’s already happened….now I must lie awake in your wake.
And even if the tide were to one day bring you back to my shore….
I know we could never be sure again….
No, not me…
**** it up and be strong I cry. And cry.
You cannot know how I once trusted us to go swimmingly, not to sink beneath your wave goodbye...
After all the effort and energy of loving you – before so disappointing you.
Once I was alone and petrified rings in my head. Can I? I’m the man here. Am I?
I can’t believe you’re leavin' me – different tune now – stay with me baby. Please.
But hey, it’s already happened….now I must lie awake in your wake.
And even if the tide were to one day bring you back to my shore….
I know we could never be sure again….
Wow -- a month later! Nearly 100 readings and not a single like. This one must be a turkey. But I wrote it from the heart. Ah well, I'm not changing it. Not one ****** word. Actually, I think I might now be a little proud of it. (Though by no means proud that my heart is still broken.)
Ha! This is an add-on (and it's almost St. Valentine's Day, so different to the Tiffany diamond euphoria of 2013!) It's been exactly 20 weeks to the day since we parted, and now I have 200 views and still not a single like -- once again I must not be too ******* myself for not being popular.....the words may be the pulp of a B-movie script, but they are still loaded with meaning for me....that's the funny thing about "poems"....tonight I read someone else's poem and I couldn't find a single line of it with which to resonate, yet the writer had dozens of accolades....so ***....it doesn't necessarily mean I'm a BAD writer.....but please -- don't let me be misunderstood!
Ha! This is an add-on (and it's almost St. Valentine's Day, so different to the Tiffany diamond euphoria of 2013!) It's been exactly 20 weeks to the day since we parted, and now I have 200 views and still not a single like -- once again I must not be too ******* myself for not being popular.....the words may be the pulp of a B-movie script, but they are still loaded with meaning for me....that's the funny thing about "poems"....tonight I read someone else's poem and I couldn't find a single line of it with which to resonate, yet the writer had dozens of accolades....so ***....it doesn't necessarily mean I'm a BAD writer.....but please -- don't let me be misunderstood!
