Time Poem by Charles Burgos

Time



I look at my life, through harm felt eyes
A life in pain, betrayal, and blood soaked eyes

I know you want to know, the lives I lived, is beyond
I was a jack of trades, taking on jobs I knew was wrong

Through the years, I learned the cost, and where to draw the line
I have skeletons in my closet, I'll leave it all behind

I never cared for love, when you touched me it burnt
When we first started talking, I grew concerned

Nothing in my past mattered, I love you so deep
You broke me with your words, I'm yours to keep

I tried so hard in life, trying to find something
I still care for you, and I know I'm nothing

I can't explain in words, everything I need to say
You broke me baby, in every possible way

I knew of love, lust, and sexual temptation
You grew on me, I on you, the meaning of infatuation

See me, talk to me, tell me you hate me
Those words may hurt, atleast I'll be free

I know people enjoy my words, that's just between us
Many names were said, mine you can trust

I know this is sudden, not even a claim
I'm a poet at at heart, now you know my name

Take me as I am, or push me away
You put your mark on me, my memories won't fade

Wednesday, September 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: memories
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 07 September 2016

An emotionally charged piece, Charles. Thanks

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