Another Sad Song

by H.L. Nichols

You see

Fair she won't fight

You just, Shhhh . . . No she just don't do right

Questioning what I'm with her for

Realizing I couldn't have loved her more


It should’ve ended before it began

Yet here I am giving into love, of me again

To her, I'd have given the last of the last

Split my last dollar to make it last, it being love

To keep us from waning, Though I'm

Grasping at what I never had

See my love it's fading, Fading fast


And in all I did I sought to involve her

To create a self within her, Revolve

My life, Around her

Since she had the problem, Case Manager

Explain it away, conceived I could resolve her


I have given so much of myself, Such that it

Hurts no more

Numb to hurt because this space is sore

A predator I pray to not become

The truth is

It takes one rotten apple

To drive good men to mad

So that they refute ever to care

Too bad, Another Sad


Another Sad Song by H.L. Nichols

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