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It's All Pain
Motherfucker,
It’s all love though.
You know,
They’ll read my poetry
And think I’m crazy.
I remember I tried reading you,
And after I felt,
I must be crazy.
I tried telling you
How I felt,
And we both were convinced.
But before you
I only had
Imaginary friends.
Now after all this time,
I know friends are
Imaginary.
So what I had with you,
Is what I hoped I could have
With someone.
So I tried protecting
What we had,
I protected you…
Didn’t I?
But it wasn’t
Weakness I was negating
It was the weakness
I was growing.
Diminished senses
That I could still
Feel you,
And not the burn.
That I could look at
The blisters as
Ours to overcome,
But they were yours
To overlook.
Because my pain
Was mine to deal with.
Yours was yours
To justify.
Looking back
That’s the pain
And the love,
Motherfucker.
