As The Crow Flies Poem by Wilfred Mellers

As The Crow Flies
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, June 19,2015


The words I wanted to hear falls silent
Delusional at best I must confess
For certain this wasn't meant to be I now see
Not surprised by my actions unwise

Made a big deal, but I just fell asleep at the wheel
So slow the grass grows while I eat crows
Doors slammed shut for the joke I'm the butt
Hotter the weather for I should've known better

The hog wallows in sorrows of its own making
Time proceeds fast for nothing last long
Such the time I waste moving at a Snail's pace
In quicksand, I stand as life passes by

I am not unique for it's not for the weak I speak
Begging mercy please when it brought me to my knees
Thought it was worth trying while you were just lying
As emotions turn to dust for in you I had put my trust

Wagged the Tale and danced the part
Something found its way to my heart
Wondered where it all went the money I spent
Up in flame and watched it burn the money I earned

Days grow older the moments I squandered
Things I remember about the great pretender
Rivers run dry because it all was just a lie
Places I trade added to the mistakes I've made

Took a chance at romance I danced the dance
It turned into a waltz that was faults
Words allude for you were untrue in everything you do
Swallowed my pride as beliefs died

Suppose it's all the same in the foolish game
No answer to my prayers for I wasn't a player
Without any pretense in you, I had utmost confidence
There are no fairytale endings for by myself I'm existing