I've never really had to say goodbye to someone before
It hurts more than I had anticipated
Forgive me for my sentimentality and emotion
There have been farewells, but always voluntary
Please, no regrets for anything that didn't happen
For I know neither of us regret anything that did
Only good memories from here on
Remember our late nights and drunken conversations
Ten years isn't really that long in the span of a life
Be careful
I'll try to keep in touch
Call me when you're home
WELCOME
..and here are a few things to keep in mind:
This blog contains mostly my poetry and a few thoughts from time to time. The thoughts will be entered when and wherever I feel necessary to keep things in proper order. Thoughts and things not belonging to me will be denoted with asterisks. Poems will be archived by the date which they were written, not by that which they were posted. I tend to update things a month or few after being written so as to keep current issues from wandering unattended around the web.
Enjoy...
[somberlife was first created July 11, 2004]
“The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not to affect your reader, but to affect him precisely as you wish.”
~ Robert Louis Stevenson
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
The End Could Be Neigh
But I love you
I don't want to be through
You keep me safe
You keep me sane
This may be the end, though
To what we have
To what we've built
and carefully crafted
You and I, we're just not the same
(no matter how much I try)
We're not on the same level
Though equal we may be
I don't want to be through
You keep me safe
You keep me sane
This may be the end, though
To what we have
To what we've built
and carefully crafted
You and I, we're just not the same
(no matter how much I try)
We're not on the same level
Though equal we may be
Good things and more
I want what you offer me
I want where you can take my life
I love you for who you are
I want where you can take my life
I love you for who you are
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Gnat in My Wine
black fly in your chardonnay?
gnat in my wine.
nat in my whine?
ironic or simply inconvenient?
I find it only inconvenient.
gnat in my wine.
nat in my whine?
ironic or simply inconvenient?
I find it only inconvenient.
In the Mindset of Hemingway...
tonight, thinking about drinking myself stupid and writing till I can't hold a pen any longer
Monday, June 07, 2010
Psycho Bitch
Psycho Bitch.
That's what we'll call you.
Crazy all the way through.
Needy.
Attention Seeker.
Compulsive Liar.
How do I believe
anything you say??
Listening.
Allowing you to confide,
Up until your downfall.
Sneaky.
Double Agent.
Concealer of the Truth.
How am I any better
than you.
That's what we'll call you.
Crazy all the way through.
Needy.
Attention Seeker.
Compulsive Liar.
How do I believe
anything you say??
Listening.
Allowing you to confide,
Up until your downfall.
Sneaky.
Double Agent.
Concealer of the Truth.
How am I any better
than you.
Consent
Do you intend to make me feel this way?
Do you know; as you know everything else?
Is this a game? For the both of us?
How did this start?
Why are we here?
Did you consent to me?
Or did I consent to you?
Do you know; as you know everything else?
Is this a game? For the both of us?
How did this start?
Why are we here?
Did you consent to me?
Or did I consent to you?
Selfish
If I can do what I please
and get away with it
If I can act however I want
and no one seems to care
Should I really stop,
or press on?
I'm satisfying what I want
Trying not to be too stupid
If I can take from every pile
Have my cake and eat it too
What's to stop me?
What's to say I shouldn't?
and get away with it
If I can act however I want
and no one seems to care
Should I really stop,
or press on?
I'm satisfying what I want
Trying not to be too stupid
If I can take from every pile
Have my cake and eat it too
What's to stop me?
What's to say I shouldn't?
Pity Party
I feel jealous
and left out
but whose fault is that...?
how'd I get myself here, anyway?
I am acting so selfishly
But if no one tried to stop me
do they [really] care?
Is it really as bad as
we make believe?
and left out
but whose fault is that...?
how'd I get myself here, anyway?
I am acting so selfishly
But if no one tried to stop me
do they [really] care?
Is it really as bad as
we make believe?
You By My Side
I want to do things with you
That I want to do with other people
I mean that generally
I want to get drunk; be stupid;
Stay up all night; laugh; joke;
Converse; go out in the wee morning;
I'm not ready to be mature again
I want to feel college; feel young
I do want to do it all with you by my side
That I want to do with other people
I mean that generally
I want to get drunk; be stupid;
Stay up all night; laugh; joke;
Converse; go out in the wee morning;
I'm not ready to be mature again
I want to feel college; feel young
I do want to do it all with you by my side