nick, your mind doesn’t seem to be such a bad place. Time is also a broken hearts ally. Bitterness, is a common thread in these types of poems, but actually writing these are very helpful in moving on.
Strange things have happened since I have let My World read that poem I wrote.
She quotes me and over analizes, and is sad with tears
So I have left our home, for who knows, weeks, months, or even years
We talked when I got there, and she seemed so sad
When she heard where I went, she became bitter and mad
I left the pain behind, so I could give her some space
But that didn’t work for her, because she didn’t like the place
Or the person I’m staying with, though now I’m feeling alive
After listening to her CDs, while on a ten hour drive
I’d get glossy eyed, cause every song now makes me sad
I wanted to turn around at every exit, but never did, so it’s just too bad
When I arrived at that place, where I was healed in the past
A mother and father figure, and another lover that didn’t last
They offered me some peace, and a shoulder to cry
We talked for three days and I don’t even know why
They even cared how I was, and we caught up on past years
Talking for hours and hours, never shedding more tears
I have found myself again, thanks to an old girl from the past
Who reminded me that I’m a great person, so pull it together fast
She’s not that same person who was just a girl back then
She’s a woman now and a mom, and the past you should send
Those hard feelings behind you, and be strong for your baby
What happened to her now, she seems like such a different lady
She says there’s a bigger picture now, and the needs of your child
Do you leave her behind? Or save her from a mother gone wild?
Should I head home and dwell in the past?
Or get my balls back, and go kick some ass?
By kicking some ass, I don’t mean a fist fight
But as a baby daddy, I must pursue my rights
I must save my little angel, and be in her life
Even though me and her mom might never be husband and wife
Now where this is going, I don’t have a clue
But baby momma I warn you, My rights I’ll persue
You might change your mind soon, or maybe too late
But the child of ours should not pay the stakes
You now have a chance to do what is right
But if your not ready, prepare for the fight
I have new life in me now that I have become sober and clean
So get it together quick, because it’s business that I mean!