History Repeats

A second time around
Yet knowing even less
Same mistakes
Made worse
Leading to a mess
Memories of before
Remaining as a curse
Though hated
Not feared
Among mistakes diverse
Failing once again
As was fated
Such dumb
Cruel acts
So it was stated

Poetry Because

Writing for you
just 'cause you asked me to
Hoping to please;
always kind to ladies
Half-hearted attempt;
shown by writing, unkempt
But why not?
What else have I got?
Poems regained
to I, having been drained
Creativity back;
my mind to unpack
Sexy endeavor,
this poetic letter
Lady enticer
with poems ever nicer
Lyrical flex
leading to elevator sex

Unable to Sleep

My head is filled with thoughts
Heavy with its ponderings
You'd think it easy to fall asleep
As gravity must surely be pulling hard on those ideas
Grabbing my head and dropping it onto a pillow

But my mind burns inside of me
Roasting my very soul
I find such torture does not help the spirit rest

So where am I left
And what have I to do
Existing, not living, in consciousness begrudged

I beg for repose
A moment of rest
But lay myself down
And my heart pounds at my chest

To calm it all down
I just want it all to stop
I wish I knew how
Guess tonight I'll stay up

The Perfect One

Hand in hand we walked
Across the field
On that dark night
I held back my tears
(But you knew I was weak)
I had run away
Tried to ignore you
But I always come back
(Or I always had)
If you could still stay
I would never leave
(So I said)
Though I may walk away
My mind does not leave you
(It still hasn't)
You always find me
Bring me back to you
Take me in your arms
Make me smile
(You did your best)
Hand in hand we walked
That dark night
Every dark night
You took my pain
You tried to stop it
(But could you?)
You made me smile
(But was it enough?)
You were the best
(So why did I leave you?)
Together we were fantastic
(Alone I am poor)
Patient and kind
Loving and sweet
The most perfect girl
(Too good for me)

Drop

No need to hold on
Simply easier to let go
If you're not being pulled up
Just fall down below

Rock Climbing

Gazing at that wall
As it stood there so tall
Striving only to reach
Success at its peak
Thus he started without stall

Going inch by inch
(Climbing is a cinch)
All to find the top
Ascending without stop

SPACEUntil he felt a strange pinch.

Stricken with new-found fear,
Seeking suddenly a way out of here,
He turned his head down.

The determined stare and smile
Turned frown. For a wall now hostile;
Pants now brown.

A slip

His right hand had been so sure
-- he had been too
But that very hand seemed to forget its conviction;
Apparently left its hold.

Ah! But it's a simple cure!
Hand back to the wall!

He reached with his right
As his left let him fall

Down

A fate he'd never considered
A place where never could he go

A direction he'd find himself
A destination soon for him to know

He climbed so high
He had touched the sky
Yet it comes to this:
A moment of bliss
Treasured as the end was nigh

Formal Apology

I was quite insane
Rather crazy for you
Now driven mad
Angry for it all
I apologize
If I thought too much
I think now
I am a sorry man