Not The Same Poem by marina salgado

Not The Same



THINGS CHANGED
IM TO BLAME
THINGS JUST HAVEN'T BEEN THE SAME
AND FOR THAT I FEEL ASHAMED
HOW MAY I REPAY YOU
YOUR LOVE IS TO MUCH TO AMOUNT TO
I SWEAR I DON’T HAVE THE SLIGHTEST IDEA
ANYTHING TO FIX THIS DILEMMA
YOU HAVEN'T SEEN INSIDE ME
EVEN THOUGH YOU SEE ME DAILY
A BITTER EMOTION THAT I’AM
THIS LIFE OF MINE HAS BEEN DAMNED
BITTERSWEET MEMORIES AT THE SMALL CAFÉ
URGES TO FILL THE CRYSTAL ASHTRAY
BUT I WONT GO DOWN THAT EASILY
EVEN THOUGH I MADE IT, BARELY
THE HURT IS WRITTEN ON YOUR FACE
THE LONELY NIGHT DOES EMBRACE
HES MY INSPIRATION
HES ALREADY BITTEN

Thursday, December 11, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: inspiration
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