I'm not going to post about anything today. I'm putting up an old poem because I was at work all day. The topic of conversation was relationships. One of the girls at my job was feeling some type of way about the guy in her life. I went through what she is going through now. At that thime, I wrote this poem. No title. Just emotions. Maybe that should be the title. Ha!
i'm confessin my crimes
substituted your life for mine
ended my life to live for you
placed your "affection" on a pedastal
asked to borrow your heart
givin my soul as collateral
now we're dead and you're gone
so where does that leave me
blowin in the wind
prayin you can forgive whatever my sin
but then again
there wasn't a thing i did
us bein through is all on you
and here i am
alone and thinkin bout you
tryin to excuse all that you did and will do
pissed cuz i'm still your damn fool
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