Somebody I used to know.

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                                                   Somebody I used to know.

Met a man.

Kissed a man.

Blessed a man.

Slept with this man.

Gave life for this man.

Cried with this man.

Would have died for this man.

Adored this man.

Cherished this man.

Felt this mans hands.

Stabbed this man.

Held this man.

Realized he is more then just this man.

Began to lose this man.

Prayed for this man.

Missed this man.

Dreamt of this man.

Argued with this man.

Lost this man.

Married a man?

Hid from my soldier.

Had a terrible plan.

Told myself it was over.

I was lost with this...man?

Tried to leave this man I married.

Fell into my mans arms once again.

Tasting his embrace not sure what to state.

Took back the man hitched.

Felt like a bag of worthless tricks

Missed my soldiers face.

Hands de ceilo.

Ojos azul, cuerpo bonito.

Stuck through cracks and breaks.

Fist and stakes.

Bibles and kids.

Bulls and their shi-.

Turned to a fool real quick.

Lost my control over my soul.

Plain and simple I screwed up bad dad.

Could have had it all but instead I fell off the wall.

Took to many hits to understand this was not right for me.

I knew I just didn't wanna have to believe you were making another family.

So I now leave what I have.

It was useless and a trap.

Second I walk away, your sexy voice makes me moan.

Instantly I cannot forget what you have shown.

Instantly I'm stuck.

Your dirty, teasing and seductive ways.

I'm taking back in love.

Now I have no clue what to do.

Papi, I love you like a fool.

Addicted to waiting for your every word.

I know I'm going to get hurt.

Inching my way towards heartache.

I have no mobility to walk away.

End it with pain.

Then throw me away.

But I'm willing to do what ever I can to make it change.

                                                                         By Jacky Cruz

                                                                             8/18/12

                                                                             6:16 am

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