eventual fate
I’ve tried to make you understand
That I am a man
Not a boy
There are no toys
This is not a game
Yet all the same
No matter how hard I try
The tears I cry
The deep sighs
The words to the wise
You smile and say
“Day by day
They are just friends
And in the end
It will be me and you
I know this is true
But I don't like it, you see
When people are upset at me
Just a second please
I have to appease”
I’ve tried to make you understand
That I am a man
Don't have the time
For games of the mind
You are either with me
Or set me free
“If you want us to be
Then please respond to me”
In silence I wait
For my eventual fate
The message box is blank
The answer is frank
I type one last line
From this broken heart of mine
I can no longer try
“Goodbye”
October 27, 2014
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Bridge
PoetryWhat happens when all the talking has stopped? When the love is there but hidden? When the bridge crumbles?
