why I bother
Inspiration hits with a flash, stories written on the go. A rumble of laughter and the tale is heard only in echoes. The wind blows me in a new direction. Whom shall I visit next?
I don't know why I bother
I struggle thrash and flounder
I pitch my tent at Deva Station
They're streaming me the information,
And on the darker side of the stream
I glimpse the ones who made the team
The roots of lilies clutch my feet
My kind of girl has fallen obsolete
I try so hard to be worthwhile,
To love you hard, to make you smile
To charm you darling, satisfy
Your needs and wishes. Don't know why
I bother killing my time this way
I know no matter what I say
You're already past me on your course
Away out yonder; as your horse
Persuades the distance now to grow
Forever longer. Long ago
Seems even farther than before
I thought you loved me; you ignore
My hugs and messages, as you did
From our first meeting. See you, kid.
If you had loved me back... well, crap!
I'd love to have you on my lap
Again, but my seat's out from under
I crack my spine, and it's no wonder.
I can't stop loving, missing you
And missing you. And missing you.
Good bye, don't come back. It's too late
Don't watch as I disintegrate.
No prequels yet. Why not write one?
No sequels yet. Why not write one?
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- #1576 Posted 3 years ago
- 5 out of 5
I ADORE THIS POEM! The repetition towards the end there was utter perfection.
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