Perhaps I Am Just Tired Poem by RIC BASTASA

at first
i may feel sorry for you

it does not linger somehow
there is no ash in my forehead

on a second thought
i feel proud of myself for having told you the truth

we can be blessings
in disguises having given you pain

at night when i am all alone
i think about it

i feel like a bow
life size

with all strength that i have mustered
i shoot you in that darkest night of your life

i feel the speed
it is more godly or godlike

there is divine contempt in me
but with all my good intentions

i tell myself
it is all for you....for you...all for you.

when i did it, i never thought of a name or a face
i did not even think of myself.

last night i rest my head on a pillow
i had a very sound sleep....perhaps i am just tired.