Chance

Almost got this worked out...

It's not funny how you left
Me with the bulk of your stuff
And a hand-crumpled note now 
Stained with my tears, and your's
The anguish I felt at your loss
Your loss is mine as well but
What did I lose that you didn't 
Give me the truth not another 
Story to never tell to nobody 
Who'll listen to who hasn't heard
It before. 
Crazy girl you said see me sane
I said to myself I'd see it too I'd 
See it through all the while 
Wanting to relax my pose love
You for who you are and be
Loved for who I am not who you
Needed me to be and in the end
I was right to do it I never had
A chance against the lies passed
Off as basis for action I could've 
Been good I could be better just
Given the chance. 
You left your ex holding the bag
So as I sit with it now it nags 
To no end but not a surprise it is
Surprising however to watch the
Progression of revelation of truth
What is truth? I don't know how
To make the ends meet between
Which of the lies I choose to
Believe I choose to believe to 
Realize that when I looked in your eyes that you were thinking 
What to make me believe that
You were anxious that I didn't
Stand a chance against your
Double-edged doings around and
About who's who in your life that
I couldn't feel comfort in my own
Skin and then you were gone and
I have no chance to make you 
Feel good to love you for real 
Like I knew I could like I liked
That it should but I just want 
The chance is it too much to ask

Reviews

[Lily Mae]

I think our best writes come from those dark places that some don't even admit that they have.. If we want to love ourselves..or others ...it depends on if we accept that seed of darkness that can exist also.. Well written..xo

[Muse]

I often choose inspiration from depression and darkness because it's just funner to write about. So lol, embrace your sickness; it makes for a more enjoyable read. :)

[screamin'ian]

Honestly... Sometimes I think I choose doomed relationships because I'm addicted to the inspiration they bring. Twisted feck, that I be. I don't really believe this, I just sometimes think it...
Even twisteder that I am, I don't let go...

[Muse]

Love, lies, disapointment, sadness, it's funny how all these emotions become such inspiration. And it is often the root that flowers forth most poetry. Without all the grief, I often wonder.....would we have anything to write about?
I enjoyed this very much, thank you for sharing.

[rosemary keogh]

wow very sad and well expressed.

[emmajoy]

Such a sad, sad piece of writing .. words weeping. Surely this comes from experience, if not your imagination is almost too extreme, the pain is so powerful.