Doing the Best That I Can

It's always easier to dig yourself into a hole than it is to climb out afterward. Dated: 11/17/06

Is an occasional caring touch
just asking too much?
And why did you wait
Until it was too late
For me to go back
Before throwing me to the pack?
I know that I seem needy,
but really
I'm just starving for a breadcrumb.
Nevermind, I'm just being dumb.

If you don't want to be my strength, that's fine.
But, right after we fight, he's spending the night?
Come on, now.
How can that even remotely seem okay? Tell me how.

Nevermind.
God knows, I've tried.
And I'm just a mess
But I'm doing the best I can.

I don't need answers from you,
I don't need anything, it's true.
I survived before you.
I will survive in your wake.
Chalk this up to another mistake.
It's being alone that I cannot take.
Thousands of miles from a comforting hug
All of this, just to conquer a drug?
What's the point in sobriety if it
Has the same effect as the poison?

Reviews

[Colette]

I think you're the male version of me! I'm diggin your words! Thank you for the rawness of your poetry--much appreciated in my world, and rare to find.

[Pj]

This is a heavy topic of loneliness and then strength, but the rhyme took away from the message. It was beautifully done, but I felt like I wanted to feel more and for it to not be hidden by a lightness that rhyme gives...
Don't mistake me- you sure have talent- the idea you worked with here in this poem was amazing, but the deliverance not how I'd picture it...
Overall, nice job!