Tangled Mess I Weave

Tangled Mess I Weave

A Poem by Jupiter

Your love is just like a flame
right on time to light my cigarette
but instead I sneeze
and the flame is lost 
by the slightest breeze
oh what a tangled mess we weave

I love you, yes,
and it is clear you love me
but it seems a loving family
is not what we were meant to be

But it's no ones fault, no,
you are not to blame
but I see your finger pointing at me
and your glare...
that stare...
it's unmistakable

You say you need me there
but there is not where I belong
but instead of telling you
I'll write you a s****y song

You're quite lovely
you're smart, you're funny
you've got the most beautiful
blue eyes that I've ever seen
but you and I, babe,
we're just not meant to be

I hate to be the person making you cry
to feel so much hurt, so much pain
I wish I could take it away
wash it all out in the rain

But no one gives you sympathy
when you've caused the misery
even if it kills me
to watch you cry

Why, oh, why?
You say.
Why can't you say goodbye?
Oh, honey, it's not like I haven't tried
I've started that line over a million times

But why? you ask. Why can't you just try?
Couldn't you try just one last time?

I tell you that your love is just like a dinner
with always the best desserts
but I am full up on love
and your love is more than I coud ever deserve

So pack up your bags, darling
and move on from me
don't get caught up in 
the tangled mess I weave

© 2014 Jupiter


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been here before...felt unloveable....felt another was better off not getting tangled in my emotional mess.

jacob

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on September 23, 2014
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Tags: poem, poetry, love, unrequited love, pain, sadness, heartbreak, love lost

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Jupiter
Jupiter

Ocala, FL



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My name is Jupiter. I have been writing since I was 12 when I penned my first short story. It wasn't until I was 14 that this poem struck me so deeply that I knew poetry was where my heart belonge.. more..

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