Not right, not fair
Have I not always been there?
How come, why is that
You should not treat someone like an old hat.
Whose fault is it
Are you not to blame?
Why must you have to curse my name?
Did you forget it was me
Who loved you unconditionally.
What’s that you whisper
I can not make my feelings any clearer.
Of course, it is mute
I am the cracked flute
Still here but cracked by all your lies
All the deception,
I need a resolution.
Sooner, rather than later
Make me know that I matter
Tell me how important I am
Hurry, the door will slam!
Behind Those Glances. By MwsR
Behind those glances
And second chances
A person’s heart can feel your thoughts.
Beyond the exterior criticism,
There is still a delicate prism,
To their soul.
Between the right and wrong they’ve done
There is a hurt loved one.
Below their guilt and shame,
Lies pieces of a shattered frame.
A piece that fell this way and that
Some people won’t take time to find where they’re at.
Beside their conscience, they keep in touch with day to day,
It is their own deep prison they create that keeps them this way.
Because that one person took a second glance,
And gave them a second chance,
They will rise back up
Their hearts will start to pump.
By the way, you treat them now,
Will dictate theirs how.
Believe in them once more
Time to be a forgiver of the mistakes they once bore.
Life is an ever-changing thing
Try not to make it sting.
Things that were worth saying
People we intended to keep staying
Digested insults and salutations
Working one moment for a limited time
People who were not worth a single dime
Hints of yesterdays in the background
Displays of misplaced loyalties around
By -gones that went out bittersweet
Promotions given for concerted effort
Simple but complicated arrangements
No rhyme or rhythm, without a tune
Busting your rump to get ahead, soon
Paths and journeys
Beginnings and pasts
Front and last
Hope and Despair
These are the segments in our lives.
Where one most survive.