No Path Inbetween Poem by Eric Cockrell

if you choose never
to love me again,
then may God strike me dead now!

i dont know who i'm more angry with...
you, me, or God!

to give me back my voice
this late in the game...
and leave me with only the memory
of your touch, of your scent...
my body wants to kill my soul!

baby, i was living the blues
before you were born;
you were the paint on the stoop,
the last string broken on my guitar...
tears of blood cant touch this pain!

inside you, or lost forever?
there is no path inbetween!