Staircase

Don't you hate it?

Don't you hate it when people ask

you what is wrong,

        but you cant tell them.

Its not that you don't want to….

you just cant find the words to say.

They wouldn't understand

      They would judge you. 

        People never really care. 

They just want to know 

the scoop on whats new. 

But you need a friend. 

Not a gossip queen. 

        I would tell you…. 

but people just don't stick 

around long enough in 

my life to trust again. 

So why would I make myself

venerable like that so easily?

It makes no sense. 

If you really want me to talk, give me a reason to trust you. 

Don't just tell me that I should. I don't believe in having trust in people when you first meet them and then they lose it..

You have no trust from me when I first meet you.

      You earn it. 

But you haven't earned it yet. 

So give me a reason.

I want to tell you.

  I want to let you into my head. 

              But I don't want to dread.

That decision. 

So either walk down.

Or climb up these stairs. 

Its your decision. 

Either way I don't care

Cause its been done enough.

The top of the stairs

Never walked on.

So go

        stay.

Either way

I am the

Same. 

      I know

how to

      live without

someone

next to

      me. Its

second

      nature. So

      don't feel

          bad to 

      walk down.

 

               I understand. 

Reviews

[V.B.]

I absolutely love the way this ends. I'm such a sucker for concrete poetry.

I saw that you are planning to write a poem every single day this month. I did that once last year. I wish you the best of luck, and I hope it is less of an infuriating challenge for you than it was for me. :)

[Steve]

This is well done. I like how this develops.

[Hello, Goodbye]

this reverberates, indeed.

[Steve]

This is excellent! I love the lay out. Especially I love the words here. what you say here is so very true......and sad also.