January 17th, 2010

I didn’t want to write that
But the thought won’t leave my mind
And in my prior journal
I thought I left you behind
But here you are on these pages
One turned into two
And as this book is filling up
I know it’s because of you
I took to writing because
There were problems to work through
Now those thoughts don’t fill my verses
As much as these things about you
I forgot how much I needed this
But I know I don’t need you
Then you fill me with confusion
And I don’t know what to do
I’m writing on the paper
But it doesn’t mean that much
And these words are adding up
Though this is nothing but a crutch