walking with a little poetic licence

Sunday, December 01, 2019

Between the lines

I'm sorry that,
I let you down...
By failing at,
everything you made me into.

Just like a clown,
for crying out loud...
I'm sorry that
I let you down.

And the black eyes run into
red lips, a painted face drippjng
like candle wax.
Rivers of tears reveal a truth,
beneath the face- just me,
not you.

I'm sorry that,
I let you down...
By failing at
everything you made me into.

Just like a clown,
crying out loud,
not sorry that
I let you down.