Misunderstandings
I had a lot of time to think. If you ask what about; the list consists of a few page…. Is there really anything that I can say, that’ll make you want to return my call or send a hay?
See that’s for horses and it’s been a ride. I’ve finally picked apart my own thoughts and put my pride aside. You were right, and I was wrong. I should’ve been nicer, you had good intentions all along. I guess it didn’t feel that way from where I stood. Truly an enigma, in my bed lies misunderstood.
I’m far from okay and about three blocks from good. I ponder over things that lead me to your neck of the woods. Labeled trespass. I trust past…events where all things are fine.
I wonder if the thought of me could ever cross your eyes. As I dot my tees and close my mind. I see no evil but I hear your cries.
Losing hope. Side effect of losing who? You were always what I meant to C. A lot of things led me back to where’d you B. Everything about this got me scrambled up. I fail to touch…Apart of your soul that’ll see this time isolated was fair enough. You’ve had it rough.
Copyright © Jon Will | Year Posted 2024
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