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The Dirt On My Knees



THE DIRT ON MY KNEES

Not a day can pass

that I don't cry

it's been nearly a month

since you said goodbye.

The choice was so sudden

you made it with ease

your words were so harsh

I was down on my knees.

My plea is a bargain

my wish is a dream

my life is a nightmare

it will never redeem.

I beg your forgiveness

for now wrong that I've done

I hate being stubborn

it's helping us none.

If you would give in

we'd talk these things through

this mess has a leader

who can clean it up too.

The leader is stubborn

has taught me; I know

he was my best friend

until he let go.

He helped me through hard times

and smiled through good

he stood by me always

a real best friend would.

He turned on me never

but often let go

even then he was trusted

he was never my foe.

Three times he left me

and never for long

but last time he left

well, he is still gone.

He stayed for a year

but we fell out of touch

a year of my life <GONE>

I miss it so much.

I guess it is over

you wanted to leave

one more of my goals

I'll never achieve.

You walked out again

my door will now close

the life you now live

is the one that you chose.

So now I'll stand up

wipe the dirt off my knees

I'll forget you forever

do the same please.

I latched on to you

you laughed at me cry

my feelings were hurt

when you said goodbye.


This poem was written by Tracy Hass.

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