Poem 159- My Poems

My poems
Every few months I see someone
I haven't seen in a few years and they say... I know you're teaching and I'm sure thats all you need but what happened to your poetry thing that used to pop on my feed.
I'm not sure I really read any but I used to be intrigued and I am more mature i must click the link and concede.
Well I think and ponder why it's been longer and longer that I haven't publicly exposed my raw and personal feeling like graffiti on a public was like sky writing above the ceiling. Well I say...
Maybe be it was too bad to write
Then maybe it was too good to write
Then maybe it was too bad to write again but now I'm back in the middle.
The middle ground I have found is a fairly fertile void where may
overwhelming happiness doesn't push me out of the house with a smile so
 big I cannot process detail or drag down so slow I cannot mention the colour of the sky.

So ye it's been a while and if those looks turn in to clicks we'll all see how much we've matured and the next time I see you we could talk about it

Poem 158- I loved you and you broke it

I loved you and you broke it

I loved you and you broke it
What does that say about you?
What does it say as you squander all chance to have my support or care. I will not grovel, I will not pray to ask you to take me back

You broke it... you fix it