Work in Progress

This was coughed up in less than an hour but I like it so far. I hope to nurture this into a song at some point.



i have to go away now
i have one extra seat
for you if you wanna now
said at the last meet
but last is last
its in the past
there's no double back

made your choice
listen to me
my voice
its true
this seat fits more than you
and its you I lose
but I still don't lose
cuz we're poised to fly
not flee but try
not with me
to sever this tie
its sad and I'm glad
this state of broken me
but broke and free

and thanks again
i'll never be the same
its a shame
the time it took
to share the blame
accusatory games
and story after story
no winners no glory
in this sort of quarrel
thwarted
after I invested
in hind sight detested

but why'd you have to show me
who you are and never
want to touch me again
you're locked in your pen
i can't reach you
shit I lost another friend

we toasted the moon
and drank Kool-Aid
but I had to spit
can't take the taste of shit
it was worth what I made
of myself the price I paid
to quit playing charades
you begin to fade
your shades dissolving
under paths now laid

-me