The thing I could not teach you
I taught you all to well
As demonstrated in late February
When you said, "Go to hell!"
I could not get you
To part with clothes for babies
But you discarded my soul
In an awful hurry.
I look back on that day
And the events which led
To us parting ways
Me almost left for dead.
The source of the contention?
The seed of our discord?
Sprung from your resentment
Of the forced discourse.
Between me and him
You thought that it was right
But it was your only sin
And the source of every fight.
What did you think we'd say?
Talk of Sports & politics?
Opposites in every way,
It was bound to turn to this.
A man 3 times a cheat (at least)
Who holds you in contempt
Of course would turn our speech
To the things he did resent
The things I was there to help with
Quick became Our undoing
In conversation the sole topic
For a year almost- our ruining.
I saw in you perfection
While he was pointing out flaws
Against better discretion
For you I simply adored
I should have fought to stay with you
I simply did not know how
So I started figuring out what to do
Make plans for the there and now
I thought I'd wage the fight
From without, distraction free
My plan was short of sight
As you completely cut off from me.
I thought that You I would see
Continue with assisting
That was not to be
Contact with you non-existent
Now I'm back where you first saved me
In September 2010
Only now it's October 2013
And I'm without you, friend
Same arc, same suffering
Not the same without your compassion
Now I'm wishing for an end rushing
But it's really just in the same fashion
Except without you, friend
Your kindness, and your touch
Making living through this new end
Something that frightens me (much)
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