Good As A Pair

I am pining for you to come around,

I am well and am now feeling sound;

I will offer you verses with rhymes

To express myself with new times.

 

I don’t even know if you still love me so,

I’m in the dark and you are my bright glow,

A beacon delight from my psychotic gripe

Of you taking flight from a verbal fight.

 

I fought a battle from deep within,

Expressing myself with ill-health,

To you I was committing insane sin

By stressing what I was transgressing.

 

I was out of respectful luck

When I sadly cut myself up

About pretty, beautiful-you

With insane feelings so blue.

 

But now I wonder how you are

And I write and type from afar

As you haven’t left a door ajar

At your house or in your car.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 14/08/2017

 

An edited piece.

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.