I wrote a poem today. I sat down and let my words just come out. Below is said poem.
How far should I go to be next to you tonight?
That girl laying in your bed,
When she wakes up she might notice that you aren't ok.
Or she may not, I am not really sure how much she sees.
But if it were me, I would be able to tell.
Well, maybe that's just because I pay attention.
If I had to look at that wayward stare in your eyes
I would panic and run away
you would never be able to catch me.
I might let you if you tried, though.
Does she really make you happy?
I can't see how because lets face it, she is just a skirt
I am so much more and you know it
Iam not buying that you are with her for good.
If you were going to be, I wouldn't feel this way.
So take all your words that you whisper
Put them in a letter and mail it to my house.
I want to know what you really think about me
Not this watered down crap.
I need to know if you are worth all of this.
Because right now, I am not sure.
What I am getting at here, baby
Leave her for me.
There I said it and I am not taking it back
Please don't ask me to because I don't want to.
It is pretty expressive, the best part, I don't know who or what I was referring to, maybe it is pure creativity, maybe it was a cow. Who knows, all I know is I like it. I forgot how much I like writing poetry, even if it is not based directly on things I am going through. (This sounds an awful lot like I am trying to convince you of something. I am not)
Here is another one. Written a long time ago. This one has a specific person in mind. A friend and her love.
I love way that we find ourselves shaking,
After the stolen seconds that no one is supposed to see
With your hand on my back as if relaying what is meant
By the look on your face that you intend for me
But it’s too much, please don’t stop
You don’t know about all the breaths I take in your honor
Inhaling just to try to be closer to you
I have always been told that all things were connected
That when the plans were made we were all one
I guess this is my way of testing that.
This in-between limbo we find ourselves in
That’s bracing us for the inevitable resolve
When finally I can rest in your arms
Feeling in waking hours the love I know in dreams
Is getting to be too much, please speed it up.
How much longer do I have to wait for you
To turn your eyes back over to me
How many more nights do I sit and pine
Over you when I should be asleep
Too many if you ask me.
Don’t get me wrong and think I am giving you up
The point is lost because we are meant for each other
Eventually all this confusion will subside
Leaving behind two people in love
But for now, I miss you.
And now, for the beloved Marty Casey love for this post. I like this picture because he is trying really hard.
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