How Could I Have Said That?
How can I have really forgotten
All that I thought I had learned?
How can it have faded away how I felt
Each time I loved another and was spurned?
I once swore I never would do that
Rejection is just simply too cruel
But as I get older and close off from love
I act like an angry old fool
I treat those who show that they care
As though they were gum on my shoe
It seems that just loving my family
Seems to be all I can manage to do
Once long ago when I was much younger
And friends were few and were far in between
I held up this one woman in my thoughts
As though I were a slave and she were my Queen
And it hurt me so terribly much
When she cut me right out of her life
Sometimes I think it may have hurt less
If I had cut my wrists open with a sharp knife
But that is never the answer
Suicide only hurts those that care
I just never stopped thinking of her brown eyes
Never stopped thinking of her beautiful hair
I knew this young woman from her girlhood
And when I got older I told her of my dreams
But so much was wrong in my life then
I might as well have been talking in screams
Maybe recently the loss of my sweet mom
Helped to make me end up so cold
Though the real truth is that it scares me
That I keep getting more lonely and old
I suppose there will be more chances
To not be so selfish a jerk
And hopefully in future romances
I can let go of my ego and make them work
Many years ago a smart dude once told me
That no matter how much things may seem bad
There still is another soul out there
Every bit as lonely and sad
I wish that I could somehow find her
And show her these hard won lines of verse
Tell her I will make her feel wanted
Because I have the same loneliness curse
So to the heart that beats out there somewhere
To the very same rhythm as mine
If I haven’t already hurt you too much
Think of me and the days when love will shine
Leif Gregersen
November 15, 2014
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Poems From Inside Me
PoetryThis is a chapbook of poetry that led me to dedicate myself to writing, whether it be for money or simply to express myself. In this book I talk about family, love, loss and all the illusions that life brings us through.