Tell me what I should say
Circumvent me
Take the words out of my mouth
Crush my initiative and mock my joy
I’ll forgive you
But everyone knows what you are
Everyone sees what you do
Cruelty, needless hurt, inflicted again and again,
Masking a petty man and a fragile ego
Bound for naught but a bitter lonely end
A thing that must be done
to take things from better to worse
who can say where it will end
till something breaks
and someone ends up
dead or in prison
the hurt spreads
but I will not be devastated
I will not be judged by the guilty
nothing shall be redeemed till justice be done
bullets, car crashes, liquor and pills,
All end you, fast or slow.
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Robert Frost
I am not too much.
I am not obnoxious or
Inappropriate.
I am kind although
Complex, an acquired taste.
I do not exist
To please people, but
To help others and express
The words in my heart.
The only way to win
Is not to play the game
It’s rigged to destroy you
I recreate the best parts of my childhood for my children
And as for the worst parts,
I relive them endlessly in my dreams and internal thought life
I sought to excise the unruly elements from my life, but
Found that in me there was
An irreducible unruliness that would not be subdued
You will never get back what you’ve lost, you can only hope that you
Forget what you wanted
And how it made you feel, before you got crushed by desolation
Life is a disease
From the parents to
The children, it spreads
Herman’s Hermitage 