~ I’ll Not Ask You Again ~

~ I’ll Not Ask You Again ~

I’ll be gone
Latched in pine
Covered in dirt
And the hurt
Will consume you
Drag you down
Til gasping for breath
As if drowning
Tangled in a seaweed
Of excuses
You’ll remember
The important things
Late, way to late
And yes, you’ll cry
Tears of regret
Though my eyes will not see
Nor my ears hear –
For that, I am thankful,
I never could bare
To see you broken.

O’Prunty
1/26/15