Jane Margolis 1996

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Standing in the dark of night,
With you in my sight.

Pretty brown eyes staring at me, questioning if my words are right.

So confused,
I'm so lost within this conversion.
As we're lost in translation
An open past, now so sacred.

As my words were filled with hatred
But my life was almost taken.

I laugh at my pain in the depths of isolation, drowned in ink.

Living lonely within a broken cell.

I really want to know if things with you and him really are going well?

Does he treat you right and listen to you when you're down?

Does he mistreat you or make your life a living hell?

All these f*****g questions I want to ask but you will yell.

Or probably just ignore.

All the nosey questions that I thought you would adore.

No I'm not a f*****g creeper,
Even though I'm loosing sleep
And I know I cannot eat
And you refuse to even speak.

Yet the digits were for me.

Why you do this to me?

Why you do this to me?

Why you do this to me?

Why you do this to me?

Now I'm lost for words.
Are you a true friend or was this for pretend?

What's the point of lying to someone who's really trying
to sweep the shattered glass of yesterday?

Now I stop to think.
As my heart begins to sink,
I don't want to spoil your joy
Nor to use you as a toy.

Are your words really a ploy?
just to kill what's deep inside?

I'm f*****g tired of these lies
And these open ended statements.
I refuse to loose my mind
For some elementary hatred.

As a dream was once a thought,
Like the flint made arrows that you shot when you
depart.

My heart and soul
was deep down
stuck in the dark.

Questioning life
for the price
it's really truly worth.

Beaten and bruised
Feeling f*****g left for dead.

But thinking of you really,
Truly calmed my dread.

Fear inside my head,
I can't let go.
As my thoughts for you
used to really truly show.

Things about me changed
I thought you should know.

I thought you should know.
I regret the words I said to you.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

You said a lot in the poetry.
"Now I stop to think.
As my heart begins to sink,
I don't want to spoil your joy
Nor to use you as a toy. "
Decisions good and bad. We pay for them. I like the honest tone and strong emotional thoughts. I like the old wisdom. Think before you act. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote