why the long
face
he never loved
u
trace back the mistakes
that keep u awake
all nite
& all signs point
to
u
ure wishing
& hiding
can not undo
the chiding
& suffering
u put ureself
thru
there is no going back
to
empty
what is this
foolish desire
to be wanted
what is this
innate fire
to be hunted
by wounded creatures
who
seek
ure
comfort
only to bite the hand
that feeds them
well
who are u
to judge
ure holding a grudge
for the very experience
u
created
be
sated
with being alone
elated
for having gone
the extra
mile
no one else would have gone
always the fool
stepping off the brink
happy to drink
whatever morsel
is offered
they use u
u know
they force u to go
out on a limb
then chop it down
for kindling
simple
child
follow the trail
of breadcrumbs
back to the nest
rest assured
even the crows
don't want u
now
u
are
free
to self destruct
free
to interrupt ure
piteous pleas
for his forgiveness
he's
not
listening
anymore