The worst kind of man because I trusted you
I sat through your lies and I gobbled them up
Like morsels of food for an endless belly
Forever lacking all restraint
You were so in love but
With limitations
Like reading between the lines
Of Blank Pages
The worst kind of man because I trusted you
Not just with my name but
With all of me
With the cracks and the faults
In my asphalt walls
A broken walkway
Impregnated
By dreams
For a while I guess
I thought you’d fix it
Fill the ***** cracked regime
Lick the wounds and bleed with paint
To fill those
Ever-aching
Seams
Now they’re flowing over, overwhelmed
Nothing more than tainted pavements
And a need to re-carve broken dreams
You filled the names in time I etched
You blurred the lines
For unsure steps
You’ve ruined all my sidewalks
The worst kind of man because I trusted you
Wish I could say you still had love
That overgrown beseeching cusp
Where darkness met and light seeped red
In cold determined breaths
Begging past all chance
Into my dark
Grab hold of light
Cup joy within white-knuckled fists
And mangle love to soundless wisps
I loved you once
Unlike your Bottle
And more I differ from that friend
For when your one sweet Bottle’s done
You pick another
One more
Again
So just the opposite
You took my love
You cupped it softly in your palms
And suffocated all my hopes
Escaping artist, gifted con
Affinity and friendship stake
A claim to dirt on roads that quake
With tempts and bribes from devil’s creed
I’ll be the **** you didn’t see
Out in the dark
Intrude your turf
Shake up your fix
It’s all
A little
Too
Bumpy
The worst kind of man because I trusted you
Guess you didn’t teach me how to lie
All you did was show me why
They say that monsters aren’t the way
You think they ought to be
All fangs and claws and feral jaws
Although you always looked a bit
Off
To me
I ran toward you screaming
Fear upon my youthful heart
Avoiding evil storybook things
The ones that lurk
Beneath the night
And in it, bump, bump,
Bump
Awake
All fright
My tortured tears
Awake
My tortured
Years
The worst kind of man because I trusted you
But all I got was lies
And now a fear so very real
Of all the monsters
What wait to hunt
When every sun is
High
For all the lies you spun
You might as well weave fabric
Save all your troubles in a hat
And sit your thoughts atop my mind
Sweet memories will fade
And time will flake away
Like words scrawled onto burning paper
For all your lies
And lack of heart
I learned the sun
Is scorching hot
And sometimes love is
Not enough
The worst kind of man because I trusted you
You took me all for shame
No more kindling for flames left to smolder
Turned out to be my sole mistake
Thought you were different
And praised your breath
Irony in how you
Manage to take
A breath
Away
Your acting is method but
Your talent has fallen short
Sentences crumbling and meanings all forgot
You’re lost in translation where
Love sounds like hate
Hate sounds like love
And sleep sounds like fate
Your cotton-candied compliments
Are bitter more than they are sweet
For words almost as lovely as
Their meanings gifted bleak
The worst kind of man because I trusted you
For hell and never took me back
You used that all against me
The worst kind of man because I trusted you
Not with my heart
But with my everything
The worst kind of man because I trusted you
Not just with me
But too with Her
Ignited the flame and fed the fire
So thank you for my lesson learned
In the words between lines
Of the blank pages
You burned
Let all know that such lessons are meant to be
Earned
No daughters
To trust
What be man
With their mother
Written after my mothers separation