Compunction so deep to regret and to weep,
Awake then asleep with a memory to keep,
The wrath of voices, and annoying noises,
A façade so senseless, with your own conclusiveness.
If I part from you, what would you do,
With a feeling untrue, and a different view,
If I told you I’ve gone, what’s left undone,
Feelings none, but you were the one.
All these ifs are nothing more, to endeavor,
wept away, away from the shore, to the shore,
I’ve been dragged by hands, And no one understands,
All my clueless stands, in these wasteful lands.
I have my walls, my weaknesses, my falls,
My frays, my calls, my useless crawls,
Now I have flee, gone away carefully,
In this immense intensity, between you and me.
I am so sorry, for your restless agony,
I tell you I feel guilty, but I must set you free,
You must run away, from this reckless way,
I must make you move on, you must not stay,
I’ll just hurt you again, and then what then,
Be a hindrance to you, right now until when,
I’ll remember you and all that you do,
With a chance to renew, a life sad and blue.
In the sand with a prick, out you go with a flick,
Be but happy and wick, but mark me with a nick,
As I waver goodbye, and I leave no reply,
Yes, I wouldn’t cry, cause I gave it try.
If you think, that all I said is false,
I’m so sorry to disappoint you,
I’m so sorry but you see, I just can’t be me,
But then I don’t know, well just maybe.
Nashy Lamen
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-restless-truth/
