Choose the Lie/Exploited Love/Release Me/Darkness/The Right Side of the Bed by Steve Evans

~ CHOOSE THE LIE ~

If it would soothe the ache from my heart dying

If it would wipe the tears from my eyes crying

       Then, I would not ask why

If it could heal the wounds of my trust betrayed

If it could renew the loss of my faith misplaced

       Then, I would not ask why

If you could have controlled the hunger between your thighs

If you could have saved your lust from other guys

       Then, I would choose the lie

If you could have only wanted me as much

If you would have only believed I was enough

       Then, I would choose the lie

          I would not ask why

          I would choose the lie

 

           ~ EXPLOITED LOVE ~

Why do we hurt each other?

We know our weaknesses, so,

We exploit them.

Only to hear the pain in our voice.

I strike, you strike – one leads to the next.

Words escape, a tear falls, a heart breaks.

Can this be love?

Is this love’s reality

Or the truth between our hearts?

 

         ~ RELEASE ME ~

You saw a fool within my Eyes,

Lies spoken, a kiss their Masquerade.

Betrayed a heart so True,

Still, I Fell!

Hell Released.

Please!

Please,

Release Me!

Free my Heart,

Depart from your Disguise.

Wise in your full Trickery,

See now, how my heart Bleeds!

Please, please, release your hold on me!

 

         ~ THE DARKNESS ~

Of the Darkness he was not born

But his essence, the Darkness did form

In the Shadows he felt at home

Akin to the loneliness of being alone

Enchanted by the allure of fading light

For its appeal had become painfully trite

Obliged by the Darkness, faithful his soul

Assimilated into the Darkness, baptized by Shadows

For its false witness shown too bright

Nurtured by the solace in the Darkness

He saviors the warmth of being heartless

Of the Darkness he was not born

But his essence, the Darkness did form

 

~ THE RIGHT SIDE OF THE BED ~

There’s a perfect indentation on the pillow where you use to lay your head.

But, the memories have all started fading as you’re no longer on the right side of the bed.

There’s an outline imprinted on the sheets where your body laid since we wed.

But, our love has grown cold and lonely and you’re no longer on the right side of the bed.

There’s no future and there’s no happily ever after. Our vows forgotten as your goodbye was said.

Now, the memories have all been deleted as you’re no longer on the right side of the bed.

There’s no ring on our fingers, though the stains remain. Our promise of forever, a marriage broken and dead.

Now, a new love exists to hold my hand and take your place on the right side of the bed.

 

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42yrs old
Lives in Welch, Oklahoma but will always be a Kentucky boy.
Has three sons all grown.
Two poetry books to his credit: SAVOR THE DARKNESS and REFLECTIONS OF LIFE AND LOVE
Current projects: a horror story called WEEPING WILLOW Daddy’s Angel, at his publishers now and he’s writing the second installment of the series WEEPING WILLOW The Mark

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