Robin Amy Bass

LIKE THE REST

Nothing came like I expected
War torn words were resurrected
Turned at me like ammunition
One true love – etched with condition

Seems I made a grave mistake
Took the blame but in its wake
Voice is raised – One finger pointed
Sudden death – love disappointed

Nothing happened like it should,
Though it rained – I thought it would
Drizzle till the sun came through
In the morning blue on blue

That’s the color of my heart
I can feel it break apart
I think back – I hear your voice
Loud and ugly – what’s my choice?

Stay – but have to watch my back
Beg for you to cut me slack
These – my thoughts – as I get dressed
Damn – you turned out like the rest