Listening to
Another message
Your words
Sadly spoken
Spirit broken
I have to listen
I have no choice
Tortured by your
Voice speaking
My name
Hungry
Haunting
So filled with
Wanting …

I’m out of breath
My heart constricted
Overwhelmed
Conflicted
Wanting
What I should
Not have
Yet aching
Desperately
To have it …

But I cannot strip you
Of those years
I’ve already lived
You are so young
With so much
To give that I
Have already
Given …

I could be
Your love
But I’d only take away
The novelty that
Youth brings
Knowing that
Your dreams
Will tarnish
Soon enough…

After all
It’s only the
Varnish
Of youth
That makes them
So Bright
And who am I
To cover your
Hopes in rust?

You’ll have more
Than enough time
To do that on your own …

And there it is again
Once again
That goddam phone
Is ringing
My own
Jiminy Cricket
Singing evilly
In my ear
Pick it up
Pick it up
Pick it up …

My hands reach out
Not quite reaching
The destination
Vibrating with
Temptation
Mentally
Kicking
Myself in the ass
Why can’t I
Turn my back
On the world
Screaming
“**** you
Go away
Life is short
Little more
Than a very
Long day~
Is it such a crime
To want to
Spend that time
With someone
Who still owns
A pair of
Rose-colored glasses???”

But even thru
My jaded eyes
I can recognize
The war between
What’s right and
What’s wrong
It’s just a badly
Written country song
And God knows
I ‘ve always
Been one to
Sing the blues ...

As my reality sets in
I force myself
To walk away
Letting you go
As my digital soul
Picks up
I hear your
Voice whispering
“I miss you baby…”

Through angry
Regretful tears
I remind myself
Of the years
Between us
As I prepare
For an empty night
With another
Jaded soul
Who lost
His dreams
Long ago …

About the same time …

…I did….

Very nice write!! Very True!! Thanx for sharing!

as if you could decide
my varnish, tarnish
not so much need to polish
gold

you can distance yourself from me
or youth
it makes for merriment
where will you go to take yourself
from within my heart
a million miles? a trillion?
a hiding deep buried within earth?
or behind people?
in the shadow of things?

make yourself clandestine
invisible
close your eyes
what do you see
the truth
real baby

nice write (a)

some things are better left behind...

I could be
Your love
But I’d only take away
The novelty that
Youth brings
Knowing that
Your dreams
Will tarnish
Soon enough…



Love this-very nice MsWiz

Hey Alicia. I know the feeling. Hard to let go at times.

I enjoyed this one

You shine bright MsWiz... farewell sweet one ... wishing you beauty and light ... xox

Mornin' Jimz, lovely flowers, thank you!



Hi RedSox, so glad you liked this one hon~

Oh my Henry~as always you put a smile on my face when you lay words out like this~

Oh thank you pkh~How are you doing this morning sweetgirl?



Kc, Kc, Kc, so true....and sometimes so difficult to leave them behind....

Love this-very nice MsWiz


Thank you sugar~I love that picture by the way~adorable!!


Ron, I had you in mine when I wrote this one (((ron)))

Good morning Cutiepie! Thank you for the flowers, a lovely way to wake up!

Oh, there she is! My GorgeousGurl~where have you been darling????

Living in the real world beauty ... LIVING ...in the real world ... it has been awhile ... xox

You are my reminder that life is filled with much wonder and ponder
I love the you in you,

Amazing how the strongest and hardest arguments are with ourselves. Nicely depicted...

Why can’t I
Turn my back
On the world
Screaming
“**** you
Go away
Life is short
Little more
Than a very
Long day~


Could you get out my head please?
I love this piece, you're awesome.
I'm going to read it a couple more times just to make sure I didn't miss anything.