Scribbles
I am tired of having to ask,
Whether you will be here or not,
You are my wife,
I deserve better than that,
I hate to ask you for your time,
I feel I am obliged to get receive,
You are married to me,
Not to the the military,
I feel like you are holding out,
On everything you have inside,
Afraid I am to low to get it,
To low to fully understand and abide,
Well I can’t take this wind anymore,
The direction changes too much,
One morning you want breakfast,
The other only Lunch…
My life isn’t a buffet table,
that you casually decide in passing,
I deserve to be the main course,
Not some toy you are amassing,
I may not have always been the man,
You deserved to love you,
Let it go babe,
I am trying to make it new,
Just let me know if its over,
So I can get over this hump,
Say the words so I can admit,
I was second place in the dump,
I won’t look back in regret,
The run was pretty strong,
If only you had some stamina,
It may have gone long,
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