My Angel
If this is what I have to live with,
all the messed up things I did,
well find a way to relive time
before that messed up midnight chime.
To relive the way I hurt you girl
all this pain is just a swirl
of angry oceans, violent voices,
because I overlooked the choices.
But you were young and I was cold
I'd take it back for me to hold
you gently in my palm
until the oceans have turned calm,
but knowing what I know right now
I hope you understand just how
I had to leave your body lying
in that gutter slowly trying
to catch a breath, to break a sweat,
to struggle with thoughts of regret.
But time was short I made a choice
to give up on that pretty voice.
One step forward two steps back
I'm ready for your heart attack.
But ill be home, you'll see me soon
under the shade of midnight moon
so I can leave you once again
and leave you with that dreadful pain.
We both know that I have no say
just know that soon it will be that day
when you put your self onto a plane
to be with me and then ill say,
“We made it here through thick and thin
and all this pain was my own sin
to bare upon my wounded chest
but now its time for us to rest
for we are here we made it through
theirs nothing left for us to do,
but live like angles with ourselves
we'll put the past upon a shelf
let it cover up with dust
and cover us with needed lust.”
But I know no one can hurt you like I do.
I know this is true.
But now it is over,
I am here sober
to tell you
I love you.
Its and indescribable feeling to see you smile,
one last time, through all of our trials.
my angel,
this is for you.
Copyright © Tristan Hays | Year Posted 2011
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