You Poem by Mallory Horne

Staring at people with your eyes of stone,
They cower in fear with their glass portals,
Fearing your ability to break them,
Or make them it’s all up to you.

Walking this town it seems to become more empty by the day,
It’s hard to say if you’ll make anything out of that thing you call a life,
This whole world’s become one big joke, and I’m the punch line,
It’s getting old always running around trying to rhyme.

Black, blue, red, and green, you paint your skin everyday in different ways.
This decade has become just one huge event in which everyone is crazed.
What happened to the days when love was life?
Please honey put down that knife!

Water, falls, darkness, becomes, people break,
There’s not much more of this I can take!
So come with me dear onto next year,
Let love take over all your fear.

On the road lost again, the maps out the window this time.
It’s not my fault; I swear you’re the one with all the rhymes!
Back in California does that mean I’m not going to have you anymore?
You love to make it seem like a one day at a time score.

The wood in the table, the calk on the board, the glass by the window,
This isn’t just you and I anymore you’ve made it into a one woman show!
Now that I know it, I’m not going to show it, not going to let you win me over again!
Constantly you chose drugs over me, and it’s starting to kill that high you have off cocaine.

You’re the phone to my lake, the toaster to my tub.
I can’t say that with you I was never in love.
But dear things change and so do you.
Even you can’t admit this isn’t true.

So finally I gather the courage I need to leave this,
Every once in a while I will reminisce.
This I can’t deny, though I can say I don’t miss us,
Good luck I hope you are fortunate with success.