Second-hand Knowledge
The way she was standing
So open ended
The power she holds in just a glance
I checked the notary with dexterity
and the line in my head
Saying “I’m not good enough for her”
But I didn’t say I believed it
(she does)
Can I make it worth the energy I’ve spent here today?
Keeping my shoulders tall
And wide, so they can take the fall for me
It seems so fitting now
That you’ve put yourself on edge
Your dress isn’t fitting now
With the focus on your mental clarity
On edge,
With a lack of social awareness
And no corresponding abilities
Usually I’d say it’s in your head
But this time,
I think it couldn’t be clear enough
What kind of person
Chooses mind over eyes?
I see the way you move so fluidly
To end up back on the floor you started on
She couldn't mask the fall
With her attitude on edge
Feeling open ended
Back on the floor you started on
(I’ll pray for you, just as much as you told me you loved me)
So not much at all
I’ve traded bad thoughts for cigarettes
A new addiction to keep up
Instead of you, now I fear
They will degrade me naturally
Still I’ll appear
With shoulders tall
And wide enough to take my fall
Running lines through my head
Like “you’re not good enough for her”
Well I believe it now
From the power she holds in just a glance,
It’s suffocating
I’ll keep myself warm with these cigarettes
But the feelings always fading
Copyright © Matthew Bailey | Year Posted 2023
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