David William Breidenthal Poet Free verse

I Don'T Know What I Know

To be honest, I don't know what to write 
I repeat the same speech of uncanny passions and mixed emotions 
I don't know if I have enough courage to fight
I beat the same rhythm everyday - my head's spinning with notions

I don't know the difference between wrong and right
I don't know what I know
I don't know how to let go
I don't know the things you know
I do know that you have to go
I do know where your boat will row
I do know letting go
Is part of living in this world today
I guess that's how we grow
Why's my veins injected with dismay? 
How do I know that you've departed from me?
How did I know that you were taking advantage of me?
How did I know? It was a wild guess... Yahhh know ?  ?

I don't know the difference between peace and turmoil  
I reflect upon past memories - full of despair and delight 
I have no clue what to do with you on my mind
But you left me to spoil...and I crumbled away like foil
I have no clue what to do to reveal your effulgent light 
I greet the same people day after day - 
Will my gladness ever reach a great height?

You were gold to my eye...but now I'm blind
What are YOU going to do? Leave me behind?
I don't know how to feel anymore
I feel numb, cold, woe, discouragement - you just ignore
Why do you STILL ignore me?
  
But you go on with life as if I didn't exist
Might as well do the same thing...you'll be missed

I don't know how to sprinkle you with glory?
But you're a marvelous sight  
I treated you like a mat...consuming dust and remorse
I don't recognize you anymore...

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I d-don't KNOW you
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I don't feel your warmth and 
I don't know you...anymore

Though you're the sun - 
flawless and bright

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Duke Beaufort April 21, 2013 at 6:59 AM DW, First thank you for your comments. I am very fond of your sister's poetry for it rings true in my own heart, and I consider it a privilege to read it. This poem of yours reflects feelings I have had also. During the shopping around period of my life when I was looking for a companion, I was always struck at how someone I liked a lot would disappear or move on. I also put them on a pedestal and that was a big mistake. It's amazing how perfect I felt they were. Your poem is flawless.