Reckless

He was as reckless as they come.

Throwing himself around like a wrecking ball

The harbinger of sleepless night and broken hearts

The antagonist of countless love songs

He was as reckless as they come

East to West, Slash and burn

Unfazed by his actions

Always on the run

He was as reckless as they come

Until Her, his Cleopatra

Old habits fail to dissolve with time

Lightning strikes twice

He was as reckless as they come

The cause of his own broken heart

and like Faustus,

His screams for redemption echoed in his past

He was as reckless as they come.

Author's Note

I'm new to this. Any help would be great. Just opinions overall.

Reviews

[I Am Svetlana]

Some people are born reckless, but some also never change. No matter who may come along. We are often doomed by our own freedom. I love how you referred to the woman as Cleopatra, as if she was someone rare that had come back from the dead in order to help take him down a new path. But again, some people never change and our future is doomed.

[Kary]

Loved this poem. Great job, Jeff :)