The Other Side Of The Field Poem by Dillon Gay

I don't want to do this
To someone else
It's already happened
To me
Will compassion
See me through?
Or will I fall?
Before I knew

I don't want to do this
To my own self
Giving chances
Brings the best
Of health
Now comes the rest

I'm not interested
Too much this time
What if
Karma does
Me in, no?
Why not try so.....

I'm not interested
Too much at stake
It might
Hurt her
Lead her on
But I can't run

On the other side here
I watch from afar
Never played
this side before
And it's so new
Wanted first at the core

On the other side here
The grass grows high
No trail
Is here behind
But it's so real
A tiger for the kill

Decisions have been made
Snakes hissing at this
Foolish charade
Not fake on that far side
Half feels that I have
Given up, no.......

Decisions have been made
Don't cry, you don't know
What I'll soon think
Your side's grass has been lined
But don't you forget
I'm not so kind