Tagged: relationships

This place is not here

If I was tainted, would you tell me?
If the picture we painted
Of sainted bliss
Turned out to be anything less
Than what we had imagined,
Would you tell me?

And what if I told you that I still have those dreams?
Of answering the call unseen
And escaping this life unclean
And sleeping rough between
Sand and sky
With hands held high,
And I, and I and I
STILL HEAR THE VOICES…

However faint.

Cutting loose my restraints
And confirming the taint.
So I ask again:
Would you tell me?

WOMEN I NO UNDERSTAND YOU, COMPRENDE?

The sun’s riding high
Punching holes in the sky
Apex to horizon burns red

And my throat scratches dry
As I sit here and try
To remember the words that she said.

“You’re the best I could hope for,
You treat me so well
You’re all that a girl ever needs”

If she really meant that,
If those words were true,
Then why the hell did she leave?