Tony Bush Poet Verse

Obsessive At the Point of No Return

all I had to offer, 
sacrificed the sparkle of her eyes; 
all she really needed, 
the sole, elusive trait I dispossessed; 
all she could have been, 
laid waste in such a way to emphasise; 
all I counted lost, 
purblind within the veil of the obsessed.

all the vagrant dreams, 
now moribund and shorn of living wealth; 
all the failure nights, 
when fault I laid directly at her feet; 
all I never did, 
to rectify the fool I made myself; 
all I should have done, 
vanishing like chattel in the street.

all I focus on, 
a struggle in a limp and futile haze; 
all the chances gone, 
when still born lust had died a sorry death; 
all is ended now, 
yet in my nerves her glamour ever stays; 
all is said and done, 
garbage on the 'phone, I waste my breath.

all my sad ideals, 
in jigsaw pieces that can never fit; 
all I can't forget, 
in a loathing heart must simply burn; 
all to which I cling, 
a vacant source of utter deficit, 
all that I remain, 
obsessive at the point of no return.

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