YOU take away what I gave
and say it was yours
and I remain in darkness
and your needle remains
but I remember everything
and try to kill it all away
but I remember everthing
And you could have had it all
to include my pain and dirt
but ego needs illusions
and that I could not give
you were someone else love
I am still here un-become
a sweet dream for one
and in the end everyone
goes away but you could
have had it all — my
pain and empire of dirt
and in the end I remain
but your end never comes
an eternal pain that burns
:: 03-01-2014 ::
E.P. Robles | Poetry 