If I’m adding to the pain,
Please don’t hesitate,
To tell me what I’m doing wrong,
To push me away or hold me to you,
whatever you feel is best.
I’m a fool sometimes,
And I add to this maze of stupid rhymes,
A plea and a set of crying eyes,
A list of hopes and wings that fly,
take or leave, it’s your choice.
Tell me that you want me,
Or tell me that you hate me,
Either way,
Please do something, say,
What you will, what you please.
Once I had a notion,
And it’s set my gears in motion,
I can see the absolute,
so far away, but resolute,
Pick between my different personalities.
Make this choice, I plead,
I beg with you, just make the choice please,
I can live with a fate,
But not with indecision and second guessing,
But lo!
Unhappy man,
I forgot to mention,
That indecision springs from me.
Not sure where this came from. Guess that's the beauty of poetry.
Peace,
Beebes