I couldn’t be what you wanted of me
I couldn’t follow the thread
all I could do was trail after you
and pretend to myself I was dead

there were times I would rail and my cornering fail
as I danced to the music you played
and each little flaw was a foot in the door
another false step I had made

yet what is a man if he has not a plan
and what good is love to a jerk
when everything’s lost at too high a cost
and nothing he tries seems to work

lord you could ask or take me to task
why did I let it begin
when each little word never meant to be heard
would scratch like a nail on my skin

so here I will stay as my life slides away
and all that is left is my pain
and though I cry out there can be no doubt
I would do it all over again

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  1. damommza

     /  August 13, 2014

    Interesting poem…you didn’t tag it “poignant” which was my first thought….as always..your last line is the best and most important one. This too, would be an awesome novel..if you were writing novels.. 😀

    • I did tag it but there have been some changes on WordPress and the first time I tried to upload it, it didn’t work, and not knowing why it didn’t work, the second time I just did the poem and ignored the tags 😀


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