Midnight Rain
You called tonight, I wonder why,when last we spoke, I hurt you.
You're in a dress, soaking wet,
and you don't know what to do.
You're calling me, I wonder why,
he took your car and left you.
A drunken mess, your car is wrecked,
and you had no one else to talk to.
I don't know why you're calling me,
your feelings are your own right now.
You wanted to be free from me,
you only say what your heart allows.
Your feelings for me are unrequited,
you said you burned the letters.
I saw you're gone, and I'm reminded,
smoke and ash is better.
The truth you sought and so you asked,
a story there was to seek.
Discover the story is to what I was tasked,
into the past I took a peek.
On paper I put what it was I found,
smashing denials, I proved,
Secrets so sick he should be in the ground,
but your feelings remained unmoved.
Cut ties I must needs, lies and misdeeds,
choices by you I can no longer see.
So, tell me again, why you're calling me,
does he do you wrong like you did to me?
When it's not me that you are laying under,
and it's more than just rain and thunder,
The sky and storm will tear asunder,
why is it that you're calling me, I wonder.
The one you lay next to is the only one who,
you should be calling when payment comes due.
This ship has sailed, and it seats only two,
One is for me and the other is not you.
Your S.O.S I hear over the storm,
but my bed is not where you're supposed to be warm.
You made your decision to be with the 'he',
who fooled you to see a new you without me.
Poetry by Bonehead83
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Written on 2022-08-07 at 10:00
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