Poetry Of A Broken Heart And A Poisoned Mind

Note in My Desk

Once upon a confusing year, I don't know how I felt or even if I know,

When I found that little note in my desk, I decided to put on show,

A simple question began to grow,

I hadn't noticed that an answer could bring me so low.

I began to realize that you had feelings for me,

But I'd been broken to many times for me to see,

That for me, my love, you could be,

But you were so much that I was afraid that one day you'd be on one knee.

It's hard to understand a person who pushes away,

Someone who cares and for you would say,

What ever necessary to make you gay,

And who would hug you on one sad dark day,

But too much for you and too little from me I wonder,

Why did you do it and the stress I could put you under,

I backed out for something I thought was better,

For both of us, we'd both get back our thunder.

Now I think, and re live, the memories of mine,

Things that were supposed to be happy and fine,

I twisted and broke and I played it as a sign,

I know now that it was just me and a whine.

I almost wish I didn't learn how to know best,

Now I think everything is just a another test,

Something to pass with an OK grade, no rest,

And that nothing could compare to the pain in my chest,

For what it's worth, now, I'm sorry but now at least we're friends,

There's one thing in life for certain is nothing weird really ends,

And that every crack in our relationship mends,

Every rule made we haven't yet broken but bends.

Mixed feelings and a hurting heart in over here,

I don't know whether this is right or a wasted tear,

All I know is that I'm a car without a steer,

And it all started with a note in my desk, once upon a confusing year.