...The Unspoken Player's Lament...
A human being that's what I am
Nasty and crude I just might be
One with feelings that cause much harm
Dirt in me you just must see
Strong outside weak inside
Reputation built character without
Longings in me seem so wild
For truly I am what bad is about
Who can trust me who can love me?
For even my love would have me hate
Who can hold and depend on me
Rotten I am and that is my fate
Love is blind some may say
But love with eyes I'd rather be in
What I've found is going away
What I cherish becomes unseen
My fault it is I blame her not
My tongue, my eyes, my downfall became
Suggestions I had caused things to rot
Now for all time I take the blame
Full of lament filled with regret
My heart, my mind, so too my soul
Though so far we did not get
Thoughts and dreams dug the hole
A nightmare it is to me, to you
Every moment of thought tears in my eyes
Sorry to you it just won't do
But I'd rather be true than love with lies
Forgive forget so hard to do
Remember my plea see my heart
Though so hard my tongue to trust
What was done was never meant to hurt
...kip...
Poetry by kip
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Written on 2006-03-06 at 16:59
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