I know I should be overwhelmed with some light of guilt But being selfish as I am, I find reason in everything; Stay and deceive? Or, stay and feel caged? Or, move and owe her? Or, move… and keep moving? The morning is different on opposite sides of the bed, For her, sunrise is the dawn of a new day in life, While I beg the sun to carry me to a new life each day; My lust for unpredictability is a hungry army And love has only given me a false sense of security; The arms are tired, and the guard demoralized; I must surrender if I am to have any chance to rule again; To be the man she, not her, needs me to be. I don't see any other way for her to understand me Than to ride away before she wakes for the day. I can burn my feelings on paper, but I won't. I will just be gone. Gone with the sun That is what is best. But being selfish as I am, I find reason in everything….
Reason for writing:
We all have a selfish side to us...it is just a matter of perspective when evaluating when it is healthy or cruel. But then again, being selfish as i am.....
Birth sign: Sagittarius
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