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Poem 1 I'm sick of trying to apologize and sick of trying to make things better when all I do is make things worse and I'm sicksicksick but it's still the only medicine and it still gets me high so I'll keep vomiting up excuses to talk to you andandand there's always something more It Never Ends Which is just what I said to you before Poem 2 Maybe you did think of me that day February 7 2011 maybe you thought of me and maybe you smiled as you turned to him and accepted an embrace Poem 4 What would you say if you read all this? you probably wouldn't like it much and i don't blame you maybe i should just get rid of it but you wouldn't like that much either because once you told me poetry is part of the soul but you erased part of my soul once too Poem 5 how could your paradigm shift so much as to throw me all the way off? maybe I just tripped and fell or maybe someone else bumped into it and knocked me off and your hand was too busy in his to help me back up Poem 6 'ladies all this time i thought you wanted me to be like you you don't want me to be like you now you'll sing for me' said the man who's no longer interesting and you were always afraid of that that i was just like you but really i just liked you but it's funny how now we are both the same i'm sad you're sad or maybe you're happy now but you probably don't care much since i'm not interesting either any more Poem 7 What a pair we were when we were both pro and antagonists to each other advancing our story and creating conflict and then you wrote me out of it all (still in the editing process) but that's okay i can still write about you you can still be the heroin(e) in my tragedy Poem 9 "if" is such a pretty word it changes all the woulds and shoulds to cans and wills and makes our whys becauses and changes the whole reason behind things. i can sit and write if then would you even though i should but you won't because you can't but i will if you think we could. Poem 10 three's a crowd and you never liked those much but when you're all alone one of us could still hear you whisper and it's a shame because i always heard you scream

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Date: 7/12/2011 12:03:00 AM
Yes. I expect(ed) most people to be confused. It was... Highly stream-of-conscious and also very dependent on certain events, but I still felt/hoped that there would be enough... That everyone could potentially appreciate, I suppose?
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Date: 7/11/2011 11:48:00 PM
Josh....I could not help but read this even though I got a bit confused. It has a I have been here before feel to it. take care my friend.
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Date: 7/6/2011 6:09:00 AM
I am enjoying reading the very diverse poetry here this morning in my Soupland. Words pouring onto paper from poets souls. What a joy to be able to sit and read such wonderful poetry for awhile today. Have a very good day Josh. Love, Carol
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