DESPERATE

A powder keg about to blow
The ambers flare, they surge and glow
Tempers high, can’t help yourself
You won’t reach out, you won’t get help

A fog of instability
Overcome with cold hostility
Feelings of irrelevance
A constant vile accelerant.

High on booze or alcohol
You stagger in, you trip and fall
A toxic mess there on the floor
I just can’t take this anymore.

Wasting words, I’m begging…PLEASE
Have brought me down, down on my knees
Imploring you… to see someone
Get you to stop… this need to run.

The love, the hate…. you feel for me
Consumes us both, incessantly
Persistent rage, always the same
This hopeless path, this needless shame.

Let’s try and stop the nagging pain
Eliminate the need to blame
You’ve got to know I care… I do
I’m desperate …to get through to you.

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Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories. View all posts by Patty Richardson