Rain is dropping at my feet
I don't want to get them wet
Time so slow when you're emotions on heat
High stakes played hands losing this bet
Looking back at everyone I've been with
Did they really have this much impact
My stomachs churning no this no myth
I'm questioning my act from our pact
You have every right to be concerned
But that was when feelings were ambiguous
The situation evolved i know I've earned
Again time moves forward ms meticulous
Don't keep your hands in the jar
Long exposures does burn things
No discernable marks from afar
Let them soar on outstretched wings
I'll not fret on this for too long
I'm just flesh and boned human
No one perfect hard lessons when wrong
That's what makes a forlorn man
I've not written a poem for a while now and each time I've tried since last I always end up taking a bow so today I'll post this for a blast.
Sounds kind of poetic, even the commentary.
