Wasted on you

Wasted on you

Your beauty rivals only that of a

goddess high up in the skies above

she who is and always shall be is

truly the most beautiful person that

any world will ever see for it is my

personal belief that you have done the

impossible and somehow captured

and surpassed her very

essence to use while making it your

own, as men fall down on their

knees bowing in the presence of a

royalty for you can control the hearts,

minds, and souls of all

men regardless of age, race, or

nationality creating while commanding

all of your personal

militaries destroying all other advisories

as their queen. And as

for me, I know that the first time

that my eyes gazed upon thee you

captured my heart and soul for a

thousand eternity's so damn easily

and imprisoned them both for a lifetime

of forever yours, to keep

as a trophy to do with them

whatever you damn well wish and

desire with only the hopes that you

would love and cherish only them

above all of the rest but as time can

attest that only happens in fairy

tales and dreams that never do

come true but in a right here right

now today true real life never

turns out the way you hoped and

wished it to be as the love I mean the

real kind of love which is as true as

the sun and the moon is a kind of

fallacy a kind of emotional abnormality

that nobody hardly in this day and

age will ever see it is number

one on the most endangered list dying a painful

death every day as you no longer

know the meaning of love as it has

been washed away and then

replaced by a what can you do for

me today using hearts like they

were made to be thrown away as

you care less about others anyway

and souls you destroy like they are

only nats only getting in your way

that you just swipe away or kill

by the dozens with poison spray and

when you are done destroying the

very things that make a man a man

you just turn and walk away ready

to start it all over again, it must be

so very damn easy for you going

through all the fish in the sea leaving

only the bottom feeders from what

I can see everyone getting

worse in every type of way, then

when there is nobody left in all of

the season and you have gone

through the entire list even checking

it twice what will you do? Finally

look down saying "oh what the hell

their nobody else anyway come on

baby it is your lucky day.."

You see it seems to me that

you already have the heart and soul

of someone who knows all of your

sins and all other things you have

ever done yet still loves you

anyways never to judge who you are

until now for years of giving you all

that they could while always being

there for you in your times of need

while holding you up in high esteem

all while being used then thrown

away until you needed them once

again. Pouring out all if those

emotions that he needs to say with

a please give me a chance I beg you

type of face while just turn away

and ignore him time and time again

until as if right now for I can finally

see with my eyes wide open in reality

n all the pages of my life's story,

it is time now that I change

the color and style of the ink that

I use to write while never again

using your well, changing the

genre to a real type of romance no longer

will it be a mystery wrapped in a

comical biography, and even though

I will always love you like you have

never known I must never live in

our past because it meant so much

more to me than it ever did to you it

seems so you see I created all of

my hopes and dreams in error with

What if there is ever again a you and

me so there is really only one thing

for me to do and that is to pack

them all up and throw them away,

acting like it never happened so that

I would have never Kept all of the

memories stored away up in my tiny

brain creating the beautiful dreams

that have played for all of these many

years. I hope that maybe soon

someday you find whatever it is you

are waiting for, as for me I will no

longer be holding on to a lie that will

never come true no matter how many

falling stars that I have wished

upon or all the money tossed away

Down the wishing wells but most of

all the time lost to me that I

I have wasted on you.

Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.

A #Poets Journey