Monday, September 24, 2012

definitely from darker days

I bite my lip till it bleeds.
So many names dragged through the weeds.
I think it is time for you to end it.
There is no chance to mend it.
Verbal barbs escalate with every exchange.
It seems so deranged.
Love has flown the coupe long ago.
You just can’t let it go.
Nothing is there but the ashes,
Another dish crashes.
Spinning out of control.
Hanging on to empty air.
Not wanting to give into despair.
This is beyond repair.
No happy ending
No fabric there for the mending
Just a heart that needs mending.
I just sit by and watch love die.

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

The words you say,
Couldn’t come out any other way. The things you do,
Come back and bite at you.
It’s who you are,
It’s in your soul.
You check off the faults one by one, Then let it rip when you stop having fun
You think you are so altruistic.
I think I must have missed it.
Was it when those words left your mouth?
Did you even care about the casualties?
People there with bended knees, Thinking you were their friend.
Oh what fools they’ve been.
Thinking of what might have been,
If you actually cared about them