Martin ScorSWAGse

Two Weeks since she said

All hope is dead

She packed up her bags

And went ahead

To Someone Who Knew the right way to Carry Her

I’m flawed man

She assured

I was secured

That she was willing to endure

My Azure

Rambling

I always tried

To keep my eyes

To the skies

So when the rain came

My tears appeared to be the same

Rain that nourished the plains

But the salt only taste of pain

I told her

I was a bad seed

Take heed before letting my heart bleed

She bit off more then she could chew

So she spat out the tooth

That had been infected

By my poisoned soul

I guess I never knew when I won

Or When I should keep my comments to myself

Or maybe there’s only so much one takes before they break

Under my weight

I’ve uncarelessy let take shape

She Said

Don’t Blame Yourself

How could not?

You tied a noose instead of a knot

I was her rock

But little did I know that would cause her to sink

I tried

to be the right

Person in her life

But I let my reflection get in the way

Now all love decays

And she’s on her way

To brighter days

Where she can sit under shade

And bathe in her own glory

And someone to wait

Hand and Foot

So she wouldn’t have to give me

A second look In a year

on Facebook

And wonder why she took

she took a chance with anyone else

When I was by her side

The entire time

Black, blue, bruised

Carrying a noose

And no matter what I choose

I lose

And cramping her

Style

People will go miles

Just to see me smile

I waited three years

And all I gave was invisible tears

So she took her shears

And cut me off like a split end

Now I’m right back where I begin

A kid who sits next to her in class

Its true Nice guys finish last

Time might change me, but I can’t change time. What a one-sided relationship.

Martin ScorSWAGse

Fine Folk

Random Ramble: She’s Gone