from one room to another
and back again
looking for you as if you were actually ever here
But it’s just my heart
longing for something which life
has decided I don’t deserve
When I was born
the universe whispered and said
“You will know heartache and longing and disloyalty because you are a truth teller and are born to lose”
So I wear this pre-destination
like a scarlet letter
or an old motel sign
neon lighting the way for every
to find their way to my doorstep
and desperate to sate my loneliness
I open the door and let them in
I lay down with dogs
and rise up with leprosy
because foolishly I’ve always thought
the love of a good woman
could fix a man
But I’m the one who has been broken by them
and no man ever knocks on the door
offering his love to heal me
You’re poem is a very rare kind of heartbreaking beautiful and relate-able at the same time, absolutely lovely!
Thanks so much! Very kind of you to say, and I really appreciate you reading!
But we never really know the future.
I have a crystal ball Tom. 😉
I identify with this from the other direction. Very well written.
Thank you. I enjoy your writing immensely.