Your Poetry Dot Com - Self Destruct

Somehow this equation doesn't seem to add up,
Searching for answers to prevent this,
Guard down…defenseless.
This…it, becomes relentless.
Begging for my repentance…holding on to the last part of your last sentence.
Racking my thoughts, my brain…
Searching deep inside to bring me back to my senses.
And yet…it seems, senseless.
Thoughts of feeling friendless…
But I guess I’ve been a friend less.
And at times its hard for me to confess.
Hard times have me count less…
And I cant forget how many countless…times my heart bled for your passion
Like the embers of ashes, and lightning that flashes.
Crowded rooms, empty glasses…
To many questions and not enough answers…what are the chances.
Feeling of for granted, and I cant remove the stains of my canvas.
Decisions made in the moment, hold us in the present…
Nervous…
Anxious.
And it times it gets hard for me to ask this.
Where did it go?
Why did you lose it and erupt?
Why throw it away?
Fearing that tomorrow’s promises will self destruct.

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