To: my killer, My redeemer

Remember when you were younger,
When you felt much lovelier, then now,
Trying to figure out how, age got the best of you,
I know nothing much is left of you to remember,
Year round, January thru December,
I do remember, we fell in love, back in September, of 98,
Ten years later, I act like I hate her,
Just a misconception, mind gone to deception,
Brought on by reflecting, reflecting, re-re-reflecting,
Wondering, Pondering, Hovering,
Over the past, I shouldn't look back,
Looking back on the past, on the past reflecting,
Examining, Critiqueing, Rambling,
Speaking, Seeking, Wanting to expect,
Nothing in return, you can bury me,
Or put me in an urn, It's no concern to me,
Put me in wooden box or is it easier to burn me,
I am learning, life does not matter much after death,
When you had your chance to regret, nothings left,
Fade away the flesh costume, the Earth consumes my bones,
Pinching myself, realizing this skin isn't all that deep within,
Realizing, I can't think of a poem, without feeling you,
I'm still seeing you, in a dim-witted view, of my mind,
Remembering the times, reflecting on those times,
Trying to forget those times, knowing, in due time,
Standing in line, frontline, for a flatline, at some time.

Open, Enter now, to forsee, looking ahead,
Being reborn, torn, from the scorned wounds,
Scracthing the scars off, bleeding again,
Just because your cuts where not deep enough,
I trust you will put some other males heart in vein,
Stained, Shaving wooden hearts against the grain,
Again,
I give you an "A" for failing wood shop so well,
Like when you tried to handle my shop,
Only not my shop, something else that rhymes with shop,
A great dwell for any man who is tired of happiness,
Peace and sanity,
Ready for a mouthful of your cavities,
Even if they are not all their yet,
One day love, they will be,
To swoon



PS. My car broke down. I borrowed your broom.

i love it

Thanks for reading beauty314.

That was great

Now that's compelling....

Phenomenal...