...Draining...

I'm just a Virgo chaotic poet
devoted to my own words
that surged through the gateway
of my own mind unheard
by the pen that spilled ink...
I never really took the time to think
if these lines stink
or soared to new brinks...
I'm just trying to avoid shrinks
and drink to the harmonious vibes that blink
in and out of my mind then sink
to new depths I never thought my lines could reach
I push free speech to allow missteps and misspeaks
because I always found that perfection is boring
always ignoring the beauty of mystique
by lack of creative entropy
my lines like lives are always survived
by conniving wives
and I'm lucky to be alive with all this hype
lucky that you and I wasn't the right type
2 sets of chromosomes 9 months and one night
am I only here to walk through fire?
dance through your flames and smile
3rd degree burns only hurt awhile
compared to the acid in my throat the bile
from having to stare back at your lying smile...

but its ok... I can take it...

put on a smile of my own and fake it
slip the nightmare over my sight, remake it
this feeling of deceiving I just cant shake it
what little trust I had in love is now fading

...but like I said... It will be ok...

maybe you will love me tomorrow
like you did yesterday

maybe all of this sorrow
will melt and drain away

maybe I'll fade...
...changing...

...finding a new wave length
to use and sail away...

...Maybe...