Absense- A poem about being misled
Title: Absense
I’d walk a new path
Pave a new way
But I’m used to yesterday
It was just a slap, a hit at most
Tattooed with words of degradation
But he loves me she said
At least in her own mind
Yet at night he was out
Seeing more of her kind
The comfort of the has been
Of the ‘what’s supposed to be’
Is often just enough to hang on; to pray to only see
Hold could someone turn; and look the other way
It seem like only yesterday we were declaring vows
Polar opposites of where were sitting now
But human nature has many sitting blind
And half of us stirring with a broken heart left behind
We can hang on to memories
Can think about the times we held
Ones true colors are the only thing that matters
Beneath the skin what do you see
Do you see that person take pain for me
Or inflict it to save on account of being selfish
Cause love is the art of sacrifice
And I’d cut myself to the bone for you
I have an alter where I pray
Cause love has become the ultimate pity
People praise it for what it’s not
And have forgotten what it can grant
See it for what it is…a foundation
Because with it you can grow forever
And in its absence…you forget who you are
©Sean Monaghan 1/28/2013