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Lonely Street
It never once occurred to me that i cared too much...now i see all too clearly the one way street i was walking on
I thought you would be there too
right by my side
foolish me
I wish I noticed that I was on this one way street
no turning back
no second thoughts
no one there to stop me
no one there to give me advice
no one there to keep me from tripping
when you needed someone to help you I was there
when you held on to that heavy burden
i suggested to carry it for you
I did what I thought was okay at the time
when you cried I was there
when you laughed
when you lost your will to live
I brought you back
you needed someone who wouldn't turn there back on you
I choose to be that person
even your family didn't want to help you
but sadly once you realized all you needed was a helping hand
you decided on your own to push me away
once you got back on your feet
I didn't realized I would be walking that lonely street again
I thought you cared but I was wrong....again
you through me aside
I was nothing to you I suppose
but you was something to me a man without a purpose
you told me “There is no point in living if you can't be seen”
and I said “There is always something to live for you
just gotta open your mind and heart to see what's actually in front of you”
noticing now that I was just a flotation device
and you was just a drowning man in the ocean
I seen walking along the road that day
I thought you would be there too
right by my side
foolish me
I wish I noticed that I was on this one way street
no turning back
no second thoughts
no one there to stop me
no one there to give me advice
no one there to keep me from tripping
when you needed someone to help you I was there
when you held on to that heavy burden
i suggested to carry it for you
I did what I thought was okay at the time
when you cried I was there
when you laughed
when you lost your will to live
I brought you back
you needed someone who wouldn't turn there back on you
I choose to be that person
even your family didn't want to help you
but sadly once you realized all you needed was a helping hand
you decided on your own to push me away
once you got back on your feet
I didn't realized I would be walking that lonely street again
I thought you cared but I was wrong....again
you through me aside
I was nothing to you I suppose
but you was something to me a man without a purpose
you told me “There is no point in living if you can't be seen”
and I said “There is always something to live for you
just gotta open your mind and heart to see what's actually in front of you”
noticing now that I was just a flotation device
and you was just a drowning man in the ocean
I seen walking along the road that day
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