I Will Never Be Rid Of You. Poem by david lessard

I will never be rid of you, memories echo in my mind,
an emotional roller-coaster, with no end in sight;
images of a bond that's broke, shattered dreams I find,
children in confusion, amidst a never-ending fight.

a war, where no one's right and no one's ever wrong,
broken promises, hateful lies, the list goes on and on;
torn-up pictures, ugly lyrics of a mournful song,
waking to face the music, the day that you are really gone.

I will never be rid of you, your words still chill and sting,
the passages of life move on, but history's not kind;
and I'm burdened with your past, and what it still will bring,
the absence of you helps, but it does not calm the mind.

the choices that we made weren't right, they remain the same,
I was wandering down one path, you took another road;
and I'm left with all my baggage, and all the dirty shame,
I've been searching for the nearest landfill, where I can unload.

I will never be rid of you, the hurt we shared is much too strong,
I cannot shake the slings and arrows of the fearsome battle;
the pages of the book are never read, they're much too long,
and my mind cannot find peace, no matter how I rant and rattle.