poem: low trip

// Across

While I wasn’t looking
Asleep in my own dream
You infiltrated my defenses
Now I’m addicted
Enchanted, in love

// When I’M Lowe

I thought we had a chance
I thought I could keep my head
Above the water you insisted
On drowning me in

I though I could love you
And not be ensnared
By your captivating eyes of ice
Or the goldenness of your skin

I thought this would be different –
That we could maintain and
Honesty would find its way
Into your Vocabulary

But once again I’m proven wrong,
And so I stand alone
Longing for someone who
Cannot even see my injury

// Benched

I never took you for granted
But you took me for a fool
Now all I have is emptiness
The emptiness you gave
Has this made you satisfied
Knowing you make me cry inside
How can you pretend like this
Never meant a thing;
You leave me here alone
While you move on –
Leaving me to watch you
From the sidelines