I am trying to find the words within.
For where do I start,
where do I begin?
Words just to get in the way,
of what I have to say.

I know you can't take it anymore,
and you have heard it all before.
The words that I have said,
oh, how I wish I was dead.

How I wish to be friends again.
But it's so hard to look
of what I have done back then.
How foolish I was, I now see.
Is there any forgiveness,
for a stupid, pathetic man like me?

Oh, how I wish I could cry,
to shed a tear from my eye.
Through the sorrow of my pain,
I wish I could let it rain.

Hurting you is nothing but a crime.
To leave each other,
would only kill me in time.
Is this what's meant to be?
For if it is,
it means the end for me.

The pain that rages in my heart,
for it's tearing me right apart.
Me to never call you by name,
for I shall never be the same.

I have ruined to what we claimed.
For I am the fool,
I am the one to blame.
Can our friendship have a second chance!
Can it ever be saved,
no matter the circumstance?

10/19/97

theflannelman@hotmail.com


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