I love your grace Always seeing beyond The ruins left In the wake of sin I love your strength
This is where I am Though I fail to treasure it I am still right here
Little I can do Now that I have injured you I must disgust you
I thought I was the adult I had the years that is without question But experience and wisdom Those were yours
The million incandescent bulbs that line Gibbs St from Barrett Place to Main go out just after midnight. Stragg… smokers sit or stand in the alley
Too long trapped Hopeless and caged Owned and enraged I saw a way out Extinguished my apathy
You were more Than yourself For me You were A reason
Here comes the rain To wash away All the things the could have been Here comes the rain ( again) A cleansing flood
One more meeting Just one more Rendezvous And the courage To speak up
Can you Unravel the lies You tell yourself To make it through Your uneasy
I’ve lost it again The words were just there Right on the tip Of my mind Now they’ve descended
2015-01-21-21-07-36_poetryx Wondering Wandering Quagmire My own creation
She was never mine I was never her’s Neither loved as a possession Both possessed By the love we shared
I have been proud I have considered myself wise I have thought that I was Far above The failures of others
I want to hate you I want to blame you For all the pain In my heart I want to hate you