poet Rev. Dr. A. Jacob Hassler

Rev. Dr. A. Jacob Hassler


i have made a mistake
i have made several mistakes
they all started when i left you
and i have tried in vain
to kill the pain
but the pain is killing me
can't go back and change the past
must move forward
barrel on thru
like a lorry with all the brakes out
i may try to pump the pedal
but i can never stop
all the while i lick my wounds
i made my bed
now i must sleep in it
even tho
i would much prefer
to sleep on the floor

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 7, 2004
Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 7, 2004

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  • Amberlee Carter (12/14/2004 5:48:00 PM)

    ya know, those last two lines are brilliant..the epitome of being lovesick and without...well done,

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