Neon Signs
I wander
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
narcissist
abuser
alcoholic
loser
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!
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But we never really know the future.
I have a crystal ball Tom. π
I identify with this from the other direction. Very well written.
Thank you. I enjoy your writing immensely.