Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

message to the ones i loved
i miss the place we created for a time
that those places were sometimes left behind
motionless and watching the final steps
made it this far even if i wept
there were times i was unkind
the reasons seemed ok at the time

heard those stories of forgiveness and faith
not so sure i can be secure
when what i thought then
is such a blurr

the times i helped you kick

i did what i could
made me sick
before you died you were such a dick

now believe me
i cannot take anymore
that is why i walk out the door
why they all scream 'whore'
maybe i didnt love you right
but had to leave or stay and fight
i never did cheat
but i wanted out


it can work i said
never be dishonest with yourself
because any of the things that you thought you could hide
will come right back up at high tide

Don't believe I've ever read a work by you that rhymed. It works.

funny yes? my first poem - in college at 40- i flipped out- it was a creative writing class, and she has me writing a poem- i was miffed- and yet - it turned out later- to be- the very thing that saved me many times- like a secret tool= of vague images = that help blaze the trail- sunday morning coffeeee-scuzi not really awake yet----