In Search Of: Poem by neo riddick

In Search of:
This guy...
The one who was so sly as to play Mr. Shy.
The short. Bald white guy.
The one who is so sly he makes it effortless to play Mr. Shy
The one others told me about.
The one others told me to get away from
The one others told me they were not sure about.
The one who others warned me too many times about.

the one who loved me and took me who I am
the one who used my own 'demons' against me.
who sat back and watched them all pass on.
who loved me as a friend.
who treated me like a sister.
who laughed. who rode. who just.... was my best friend

the blank that betrayed me
who is a numerical mess regarding “my chances”
who will say “It Slipped my Mind”
who will then say “ I did not have time”
who they were right about

who took me
who has plans for me
who will bask in my personal demise
who knew i only wanted 1 thing
who knows i have no roots
who must know that I am done


TO THAT GUY:
Imagine I am on my belly with you inside of me
In this hot tight place, all that I say matter.
So listen while you sink deeper into me.
They were. She was. He knew
One thing
You will be the death of me
It does come in 3 they say