No matter how dark
that same old path I travel
or how long
I keep my feet from walking it
My muse
that I cannot call ugly
in any way
rears her head
and we meet eye to eye
I dont know
how she finds me
that evil *****
has a way about her
Knowing I'm fooled
without flattery
as she asks
how it is I do it.

Let me tag everything
to ruin the journey of emotion.

The only thing
they'll never
take from me,
is me.

Some see gray hair
as a sign of dismay
a show of old age
or frailty
but as for me
its a badge to see
worn with pride
for all I survived
in the games we play
along the way.
I know more recently
than I did without these.
I no longer need
a rule-book to succeed .

That new leaf
You claimed to turn
Looked just as unsightly
As the old one
Although
I only caught a glance
While you blew by
Yet again.

Sometimes
We cherish the good
In our past relationships
That it eclipses the bad
And we forget
Why we walked away

Those who wish
to be madly in love
rarely ever have been
or they would understand
that it is a raging fire
few can hover over
for very long.