Finished

by Mikie Taylor   Aug 21, 2005



You can have the house and our things,
I'll take the cash and our kid,
Travel south to the sticks,
Throw in the towel and call it quits to this foul relationship,
My patience is, withering
From the hatred you're delivering,
Find myself yearning, still burning,
For your embrace,
What I showed you, the things I thought I owed you,
It's over, thought you were my soldier,
None could take your place,
How you did it was cryptic,
Apocalyptic to my world,
Now it's different, hard to grip it,
Thought you were my girl, my pearl,
More precious than any stone,
This house we turned into a home,
No more calling on the phone,
First i'm walking then I roam,
From place to place, haste and waste,
Face the case, minds racing, chasing,
Pointless conversation lets face it,
This relationship, is trapped in the basement,
Ground level, love buried with a shovel,
You were busted like a bubble, when it came out,
That you laid down, with another man, it's ashamed now
Brain racing like Thomas Edison,
Pray to see you on physiological medicine,
So those thoughts will be logical in your head again,
Infidelity, was hell to me,
Should've practiced celebesy, thought you took a vow to me,
Hi second personality,
How do I unwind time, to realize, all the ill advised lies
That lie in my mind, were mine
Got to find a way to climb back on the grind
Cause it's my time to shine
Got to keep my mind stable, lay it all out on the table
Even though this place I stand is odd
My fate still lies in the hands of God.

Written by Mike Taylor

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments