Taking back my ear

i'm not going to justify what you've done but i'm going to let you explain yourself

i know the words you are going to say because you've said them before

i've heard them and i've heard them and now i'll hear them once more

you aren't a person 

you' are just a shell

you get filled up and emptied under each nights' vale

your pleading is full of color but your act is growing pale

i look at her

that woman

you know her

she loved you

she trusted you

water in her eyes

and you're talking

are you're stalling

not saying anything new

but i know her 

and you'll show her 

...when she sticks around...

you're still you

i won't listen to her cry 

i won't lend a shoulder

i'm done

i won't listen to her defend you when she wants validation

too weak a signal, permanent buffering from frustration

it's your pillow; it's your head to rest

how you sleep is your business

but you are no longer my guest 

Reviews

[a4s]

Great poem. I get the sense that you've put a lot of feeling into it.