Not a Good Man
He was not a good man
Don’t say that no more
A few moments of good
In a lifetime of hell
Why do I feel crazed?
It’s not me it was him
My fingers are burnt
My eyes filled with shame
I’m small and confused
Are you happy with you?
I’m afraid of my shadow
And everything else
But I fear you
Wasn’t that the goal?
Isn’t that what you wanted?
I’m small and weak and I’ll do what you say
My choices are nil
‘Cause your you and I’m me
You’re big and I’m small
Can’t possibly win
Silence hurts like nothing else
Despite it all I loved you most
I needed you to love me back
To think me good and hold me up
I’d do those things I thought you’d like
You’d pick it apart ‘til nothing’s left
Never good enough for you
Until we’re crushed and can’t look up
You’ve proven yourself, are you happy with that?
He was not a good man
Don’t say that no more
(jml)
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