UNTITLED
Someday you'll be a
Bittersweet memory, but right now
I'd like to shake you
But to get help, well I can't make
You
So I see you now and then,
my love you look like shit
we sit and talk, and you go on about
George, and Al and Steve,
Then we hug 'fore I leave
Don't choose me, (oh please do)
Don't choose me (I still love you)
Choose yourself (oh please do)
Choose yourself (I still love you)
So I'm packing up the pictures,
The love notes and the lei.
I'm trying hard to forget you
But I can't quite do it today
UNTITLED II
You're not here anymore
You saw my love, even held it for a
moment before bolting for the door
It took two weeks to love you
And three months to lose you
I saw you slipping away
I don't know why but it was easy for me to love you
Lord knows I still do
I miss your face, your eyes, your smile,
laugh, smell ,touch and taste
but I don't see you helping yourself
all I can say it what a waste
You're not a healthy girl
Underweight, underloved, and misunderstood.
I know you did not run from me
You ran from yourself. But
Would you love me if you could? So,
I've put you in a box on a shelf, and
I'm starting to work on my health.
UNTITLED III
We sat and smoked
And thought and talked
Your mind is sharp, your tongue a knife
How did I dream you'd be my wife?
My kids adored you
Your son I cherished
Our love so swift you made it perish
A door had opened just a crack
How to help you heal my mind I did rack
I offered my hand my heart my soul
My love burned bright not the glow of a coal
Yet you stepped away and tried not to hurt me
You have no idea how much I loved thee
I carry a burden, love unmet
A new love I need, or wish to get
Yet it is you I see in the pale moonlight
It is you I dream of before sleeping at night
Do you think of me at night in your bed?
Or to you in your heart is my love merely dead?
I'll never know the answer to these
And I cry on the floor, in the dark on my knees
I can't go back, of this I am sure,
Too scared to go forward, searching.... No cure...
So I've stopped drinking, too much on my mind
No longer numb yet the feelings unkind
I struggle, I wait, I want and I fear
I yearn for true love, to draw close, to draw near
And nothing, nothing happens, not today, not this year
I drag myself forward, trying to live
I had so much love, to you I did give
Has the well gone dry or has it gone toxic?
It does not good to wax philosophic
I stand on my own, unsteady, unsure
Hoping one day my heart will be pure
