its not you its she

not far from fist fights

we stood silently

hoping hate had not consumed every inch of

we

seeking solitude

that could not be found just by migrating to separate sectors of the same space

we

were finished

failed from her first hello

because she

was the thing that motivated my muse

i found myself sulking in sadness

picking up my pen

to purge my pain

leaving was my salvation

because at the base of we

was a broken foundation

unstable in every inch of our being

we were just being

no longer doing the things that led us to love

and she

stood in between happiness and heartache

you pretended that she didnt exist

but our pretending only lasted for so long

because she

was like a house fire

and we allowed her to consume everything that we had become

she

was poison

and we both drank from her cup

she was

death

and everyday we both died slowly

because

she

was you

not the you that i met

not the you that i loved

not the you that i was willing to give my love, life, and existence for

she was

the you

that you had become

she is the you that i hate

she is you

- quietdaartist (copyright 2010)

love lost

i can pin point our demise

something so seductive

in both of our eyes

led us to a place

that we both despise

but you

invited her here

never knowing that her presence would become problematic

we said what we had was love

and she was just

what lust looked like

you admitted that she turned you on

so seductively i stood and watched

as she found her way into your soul

with each word

your body shifted

and couldnt sit still

you stared at me

as she

led you to ecstasy

your hands fondled your buttons

as thoughts of she danced in your mind

and she knew that she was seducing your senses

so she

played with fate until

your heart beat stopped

every word grabbed your soul

and was making you hot

every thought was

touching your spot

until we

couldnt be

without she

we needed her daily devotion to turn you on

so when you found us sitting alone

you swore we had something else going on

but you

invited her here

so sometimes i had to sit

and listen to her flow

sometimes i had to stop

and feel her heart beat

sometimes i needed to be with she

just so we

could help you

be

so when you see me

staring at you while sitting with she

remember that you

invited her here

when you see me holding my pen and caressing she

with each stroke of my mind

remember that you

invited her her

when you hear about our fall and rise

and our ultimate demise

remember that you

invited her here

(quietDAartist/copyright 2010)

sucker for love

i wanted us to be

more than just weekend warriors

i wanted us to do

more before 9 am

than most people do in a lifetime

i wanted you to be my lifetime

but just as the sun rose

on our second lifetime

you compared the grown me

to the child i used to be

and even though i swore

that my past was my last lifetime

you called it my lifeline

said that it was intertwine

in my spine

like a vine

you said that all men are either

canine or swine

and no mater how different

i tried to show

time after time

to you

every truth was just a line

every compliment was game

every sweet gesture just the same

because in the end

the result was so plain

i couldnt get past your last man

and all i really wanted was to give you my last name

so for you i persevered and pushed

the sound of your name

gave me more than a rush

but in the stillness of our reality

i recognized

that i was fighting alone

one way communication cant always go on

un-returned phone calls and text because your heart was still stone

even a concrete rose can only grow for so long

and in this fight for us

i was doing it all alone

it was i that pushed

even though we were well past done

it was i that cried out loud

under the noon day sun

it was i that fought for us alone

in this army of one

(quietDAartist/copyright 2010)