I have a short story I'd like to post soon, but until then please enjoy another poem.
This poem is the story of a broken man the way I think he feels .
Not sure who he is or what he wants, so when it comes to Love he can't be faithful, because he doesn't know how. He fights with him self, he thinks to himself. To him being alone is life, and the pain of losing her Love is his drug.
From the 2013 Falling Skies Collection
The Love I have for you, is like the Love I have for mom
It hurts to know the Love we had is gone
No more, will we lay and kiss under sheets
I guess you found another, to make you weep between the knees
Love is mostly blinding, Love is mostly pain
I tried my hardest, promise
Now all I feel is rain
I let you go this one time
Thinking, it must be worth the pain
Your Love is so damn painful,
I need to shoot it through my veins
But to watch you Love another
Hurts more than the burning in my veins
Did I ever really Love you
Am I even really sane?
I fell in bed with others
Just to have them scream my name
Lust was my poison
Driving me insane
I wanted what I wanted
But I needed what I had
You left me here with Shame
And he’s laughing rightful heaps
I’ll lay here with these others
And be shameful and in dread
I thought I’d have another chance
I’m still happy I confessed