, by Bonnie Kittle
S.C. Steele

Things Said In Haste

I don't think hastly is a word.

You sat there and took it as I took her out for that drive.
Now I lay here and pray near the beginning of the end of my life.
Thoughts quicker, we bicker and finally, you raise your voice.
In defense of, grow tense from the verbalizing of noise.
 
So speak your mind. It’ll pass this time. As I fall behind.
Wait at the end of the line...
 
Decisions made hastly, I’m wasting away at the core.
Never thought I’d see you so angry as I spun out the door.
Might grow up, I’ll show up, exactly as you really need.
But God damn, what I am, can someone just please show me.
 
So tell the times. I’d lost my mind. It’s all behind.
I’ll never have what I feel is mine...
 
A three day vacation, turned anxious, I stayed way too long.
Your phone calls I dodge and location I had to turn off.
Runaway with a backpack, head full of liquor and lies.
I’m so damn sorry if I ever was a waste of your time.
 
I’ve lost my mind. As I fall behind. Can I have what’s mine?
I can get it all, have patience and please wait in line.

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