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The death of me. I used to believe in undying energy. That I sprung into becoming after always being me. That my life was just an effigy of a early time. Maybe I was a purveyor of wine or a whino begging another version of me for a dime. Maybe I spent a life trying […]
A sincere word in a needing ear I whisper to her Promising her the world And knowing I can deliver
I have given you a gift that you did not want nor ask for. I have blamed you for neglecting and misusing a gift that I doubt you even knew you possessed.
Understands my motives, so she can forgive my actions Is dependent on me for all of her shortcomings and allows me to be dependent on her for all of mine Is as eager to hear about my day as she is to tell me about hers