just us maybe.
by Matthew Sharp
i didnt mean to take her for granted
she's been my archetype
there to remind me when i start chasing my shadow blindly that there is still a woman so lovely that still loves me
atleast a little
maybe thats all i needed to decide to move on and put that suicide drive on hold
i aint bluffing thats why you wont see me fold
in between broken dreams and shitty relations you may only be a pen pal but youre usually waiting for me to come back like i do for you
that last time when you threw frustration at me like feathers on a brick wall sweatheart you cant push me enough to fall
my roots shoot through billions of years of evolving problem solving instinctual calling me back to you as vague as you are
its all you give me so far
so i stand back and watch it unwrap
my fingers are tired feel like im tying it in knots everytime we find ourselves in those spots
baby we're both too crazy to take that first step but dont ever mistake me for fake
and you will always have a friend that loves you
you'll never be forsaken
even if you opened your heart for the taking
fact is we will never know until we show a more intimate side
all lies aside and more real than a label
but we still read clearer and clearer
an adventure like an infinite reflection
facing mirror to mirror
Author's Note: this can go on forever, ill add more.
Posted on 08/03/2009
Copyright © 2021 Matthew Sharp
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Anita Mac on 08/04/09 at 08:46 PM|
This is quite lovely in sentiment... And I can't get the image of frustration out of my head. It felt really dead-on to me.
|Posted by Alison McKenzie on 08/30/09 at 07:06 AM|
Wow. I can't believe I missed this post. Your writing just amazes me.
|Posted by Ava Blu on 04/18/11 at 06:05 PM|
this makes me wonder...
|Posted by Mo Couts on 06/28/11 at 07:01 PM|
The sentiment is lovely, the arrangement, honest. wonderful write, Matthew!