Day 180 - Ready

Distress lies across this chair

In the form of limbs and veins

You think you might possibly care

But not enough to steal away my pains

That float in the watery eyes that are mine

But yes I am willing to say I am doing just fine

Has the world wearied of such expressions

That only open the door on more regressions

That in better days were left out on the cold porch

But have since set fire to the house with a single torch

They left me inside the building to burn until I am only ash

Each cruel word has the bite of a leather whip's infuriated lash

Here I lay letting go of it all my wrist wrapped in pink

Maybe someday they will remember or even stop to think

What happened to the boy whose eyes were always closed tight

Even when the world tried desperately to share some form of light

Their answer will have fallen to the bottom of a dusty pile of memory

For at the end of it all only I could outlive what they chose to think of me

Day 61 - Forever the Waiter

Forever the Waiter

I see you leaving and my vision begins to blur

I still think of reasons why you should stay

But instead you go off in search of her

The one who left you during a rainy day

But that is alright for now there is sunshine

So you and she will last awhile just fine

They stop and stare as you and I part

It is a phenomena no one understands

For you were the boy after my own heart

Together we were seen always holding hands

But now astride your bike is only one

As you ride off into the proverbial sun

I am trapped in this moment even years later

I have turned into the lost lonely one

The one in those films, forever the waiter

Never the lover with looks to stun

Just the friend and cautionary tale

Of the times when love can fail