Fleeing a Failure.

I’m trying to fit my triangle

Inside a square shaped hole.

I’m getting frustrated

At finding out my downfalls:

I’m falling in love

Every other Tuesday,

I’m falling down

Every time I try to run,

I’m falling up

Into your arms.

Not yours,

Or yours,

But another’s.

Uncovering faults

And fragmented fallacies

Of Friday’s facades.

 

My inabilities are haunting me

And my lovers are chasing behind,

I’m losing my mind.

You’ve lost your mind.

If I could recreate your face that night,

If I could go back and make everything alright,

If I could change it, I might,

I might.

But I might not,

And you might take it out on me,

But who’s to blame?

Yours truly, darling,

Don’t blame yourself -

You fell into my trap

Like you were supposed to…

 

I’m beneath the deck

Quaking like a fault line

Since my faults have come back

To haunt me like Lazarus

Or the Loch Ness or

Loneliness.

I should talk to you,

I should talk to you,

I can’t.

Have you given up on me?

I have.

The thing is, I don’t know what to say to you,

You know it all already,

What a mess I was,

What a mess I am,

I can’t do it myself

Even though I can.

 

I am kidding myself,

I am breaking you down,

I am killing the Earth

I do not care,

I can’t care,

I’m leaving,

Getting out of here.

Distant, you say,

Yes, I agree,

Six hours away

From here and

Who knows how long

Away from you

And your cabaret of charades.

I might miss you,

But I’ll never try

To kiss you again.

Reviews

[Jeremy]

You are truly an inspirational writer. You pour your heart out with such feeling. My heart aches when I read your work, both for you and because of the deterioration of my own relationship.

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