Two Way Street

Two Way Street

A Poem by bringthestoke

You're not the only one
hurting from this.
I have found the time
before my 8 hour shift
That I had yesterday,
have today,
and have tomorrow
F**k, I don't even get time and a half
For working on Easter.
But you know what?
Last night, I went to a hookah bar
From 11pm until 2am
With my friend Joe
And it was the best damn night
I have had
IN a LONG, f*****g time.
So don't go around thinking
I'm not reading your work
Because I have time
In between not having time
And in that time,
I am thinking of how you are doing-
How foolish of me. 
I haven't ripped all of your s**t down,
In fact, I have the picture of us still up,
I have the pictures of us in our happy days still scrolling past my desktop screen
I have all of your gifts, neatly stacked on my computer desk
But, it doesn't matter to you anyways,
You think I'm worthless s**t for doing something for me
When I spent so long doing what was best for us
Well, f**k it.
I don't have time for that. 
And in the mean time,
I will be using my time
For myself.
Because, believe me darling,
This s**t is
a two way street.

© 2015 bringthestoke


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bringthestoke
bringthestoke

North Attleboro, MA



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17, USA. Skateboarder. I write poetry and songs. Don't leave me to dwell in my own mind. more..

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