I'Ll Leave You Behind

Do you believe in me when I’m running this race? 
Do you think I am a disgrace? 
Baby, I’m not sorry for the words I utter 
Your words were as suave and appealing as butter, 
But it stabbed me like a jagged knife 
I know you made my day, despite the negativity 
I want to let go of worry and let my mind wrap around positivity 
You left me without a trace 
Beads of sweat rolls off my face 
Don’t you dare say you’re not beautiful 
Because you are everything to me…you’re pitiful 
You were running to fast as I stood in this place 
You didn't stop for a second to look at my face 
You buttered me up, smothered me good 
I responded, in kind, how anyone would 
You said I was sugar and spice 
But I was naughty not nice 
You left me no choice 
I muffled your voice 
I teased and I played, tugged at your strings 
I had you soaring in air, then cut off you wings 
I don't sweat a man of your kind 

Good looks, fake smile...... I'll leave you behind

-a collaboration with Tim Smith, a wonderful poet. Look him up. He's awesome.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Kendrick Avatar
February 18, 2015 at 12:45 PM
Interesting collaboration. Sara
Smith Avatar
February 17, 2015 at 2:34 PM
Thanks for the privileged to write with you...stay positive my friend.....Tim
Breidenthal Avatar
February 18, 2015 at 11:56 AM
Thank you. I chuckled when I saw you respond to this poem because we p-soup each other :). Thanks for making me wear an upside down frown. You stay positive yourself. Take it easy, ok, friend? Talk to you later on here.
Hunjeri Avatar
February 17, 2015 at 11:33 AM
"I don't sweat a man of your kind". Very authentic
Breidenthal Avatar
February 18, 2015 at 11:58 AM
Merci! :) It means "thanks" in French. Can you describe to me what authentic is?Maybe I'll look it up. Oh, genuine. That's what it means. Thanks a bill!
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