Heavy With The Words

The ladies often say
I say the sweetest things
I say them with such conviction
Because at the time I believe them
Whether or not the feelings will change
Like the direction of the winds
Who knows
Finding a new muse
But that doesn’t mean that eye still doesn’t wander
Think about what could’ve been
If you were mine
Maybe in another time
We could be together
Right now the time isn’t right
Blame my mind playing tricks on me
Starting off hot and heavy
Then going ice cold
Out of the blue
Not being consistent
You don’t deserve it
And I don’t deserve you
I’m not ready
Sounds like a copout but it’s far from that
Admittance is the first step to recovery
 
 
© 2010

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Heavy Heart

I look in the mirror
And I see
A tortured soul
Too much stress
Making me look old
A heavy heart
Carrying the pain
Of unresolved issues
From loved ones that are gone
Harder to smile with each day
News is never good
Even when its no news at all
Just gives me more time to think
About how I’ve lost control of my life
Never will be able to gain control of it again
Too far off the road
Hitched into the marsh
In my last moments
I think of how I’ve hurt many
I’m sorry
It won’t make things better
But maybe knowing that I am no longer walking amongst you
Will lessen the pain
 
© 2010

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The Painter

The brush is moist
Broad strokes
It seems
There is little thinking involved
Just action
Happens every time
I paint my muse
Brushing up and down
Then clockwise
You seem tense
But whatever you're holding back
Is released
Once things go counter
Paint dripping
You scream
THIS IS IT!!
Pleased with the master piece
That I just painted for you
However you can't speak
Just lay there and smile

(C) 2010

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Taken for Granted

As soon
As you open your mouth
A finger appears
Always pointing at me
What did I do now?
Can we please have a week of happiness at least?
You fill yourself falling for me
Then pull away
No one can guard your heart better than you
Please understand
Baby
I'm a damn good man
But I am also far from week
You keep waiting for the other shoe to drop
Flaws on display
Ask and you shall find what you seek
Got a soft spot for you
However I'm strong enough to know
You will never change
So its best I go

(C) 2010

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