Self-destructive and happy?

Sometimes, just sometimes, I would like a break from myself.......

Self-destructive desire captivates, 

lured by the allure of novelty love, 

those pleading glass eyes seemed so life like, 

I can't sit still, 

there is no settling down, 

there is no peace, 

each one had to have a piece, 

each one called for their pound of flesh, 

I tried my best, 

I had happiness to give, 

I had an ear to hear, 

I had a heart to give, 

and I gave, 

and gave, 

and gave again, 

what did I gain, 

it's all the same, 

people don't change, 

hand out-stretched they take, 

and take, 

and take, 

until there is nothing left, 

forgotten is who I am, 

maybe it's the mystery that draws me in, 

maybe it's the promise of "Different this time", 

maybe another poem, 

maybe another heart break, 

maybe another rejection, 

maybe a kick in the teeth, 

just let me feel something new, 

if it's always new there is never "Goodbye", 

Oh, let there be connection, 

even in this disjointed scribble scrawl, 

oh, connect with me, 

tell me of your hopes and dreams, 

this is not what it seems, 

just a momentary break from reality, 

this is who I am 

this is me....

Author's Note

.............................

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Dave, sad part of us. Few will see our real face. We create new face and we forget who we were. I show no-one my real face. Powerful and strong words shared. You made the believe and question. Thank you my friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Dave W.]

You are most welcome, I am glad to know I am not alone in how I feel

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed the poem Dave. I hope you are doing well and staying safe.