No Chance

Friends we are  much  more I yern for us
to be.
I take to silence cause  its not him.
That I was ever ment to to be.

A barfly wasnt ever ment  to  see the light.
I'll bury my emotions .
 So no one will ever catch sight.

Drown like a coward  in this bottle of booze.
And ignore the  impulse.
For its not in my nature to use.

speaking whats on my mind.
Isnt  worth  leaving you 
behind.

I cannot speak these words to your face.
but you bring warmth to my life.
And take away  the emptyness
from this dismal place.

If only I was a painter then i could show 
you clear.
That  I am empty without you here.

Am i the fool or just a pawn
just a worn out fighter in 
a all to ready stance. 
 Dont need a fotune teller to
know I have no chance.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Loveless Avatar
May 15, 2009 at 9:39 AM
This is, brilliant, and painful.
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May 6, 2009 at 8:22 PM
This is a wonderfull poem john, you never know you might be surprised if you tell that person how you really feel. Good chances are they will feel the same way as you do!
Bird Avatar
May 6, 2009 at 2:48 PM
BRILLIANT! Sometimes it is so hard to tell that person that we want to be with those simple words, but, you say it so beutifully JOhn, give it a whirl you might be surprised! Good Luck! Thank you for always commenting kindly on my work ,always appreciated.
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May 4, 2009 at 11:32 PM
you re in love my friend,someone special brings you warmth,take a step forward be a painter-it shows wonderfully well here,if i was in your position i take a chance,you ll never know,this is very nicely penned and enjoyable to read---bravo------charma
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