Debbie Middaugh Poet Rhyme

Hunter

YOU HELD ON,
THEN YOU LET GO.
HARD TO SWALLOW
WHEN YOU EAT CROW.

SEARCHING FOR ANSWERS TO
QUESTIONS NEVER ASKED.
SEARCHING FOR SOMEONE WHO
WEARS NO MASK.

YOU PULLED ME IN,
THEN THREW ME AWAY.
I GUESS IT WAS HARD TRYING TO
BE GAY.

IN MY DEEPEST, DARKEST DAYS
AND HOURS.
I WATCHED MY LOVE FOR YOU
STEW AND SOUR.

I WONDER WHAT IT’S LIKE TO BE FREE
OF MY MIND?
NO MEMORIES OF A LOVE I SAW
AS SUBLIME.

MANY PEOPLE WALK IN AND OUT
OF MY ROOM.
IT’S INTENSE HERE INSIDE OF
MY TOMB.

FOR TWO YEARS IT’S COLD, DARK,
CONSTANT RAIN.
I WELCOME ALL TO MY
HOUSE OF PAIN.

MY MIND IS CLOUDED,
MY HEART BLEEDS.
DEPRESSION SETS IN,
AT MACH-SPEED.

I’M DRIFTING UNSURE OF
MY DIRECTION.
MY FLAWS WERE EXPOSED AND ALL
MY IMPERFECTION.

YOU SAID FOREVER,
THEN RAN AWAY.
I STILL SEE RED TAIL-LIGHTS
FROM YOUR CHEVROLET.

I’M SCARED OF BEING PULLED,
DOWN AND UNDER.
A SIDE-EFFECT OF LOVING SOMEONE
THEY CALL THE HUNTER.

TURBO1904

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