Pretty Sure

The days and nights we shared together,

Placing your trust in me.

You told me all of your dreams,

Asked me to wait for you.

Asked me to believe in you.

To love you.

With your hands on my face, your lips on mine,

Heart against heart, hard against hard.

Well,

You put a ring on her finger,

After telling me I was the one.

Cannot bear the thought of you now.

Cannot even speak your name.

Turn my head at the sound of your voice.

Turn my heart toward cold.

Down in the Crescent Town,

Where it all began,

I drowned.

Under the scent of you, the touch of you,

The heat of you, the hate of you.

Well,

He put a ring on my finger,

After telling me I was the one.

Kept all his promises, made all new plans.

Built a house with me,

Under a great Oak.

Down in that Devil Town.

Where prayers are lost, and no one is found.

Planted a seed in me,

Now it is growing.

Well,

That little place in my heart, where you reside,

That little hole in my heart, I try to hide.

It sleeps behind a wall.

A great iron wall.

For the day you return, my sweetest friend.

My lost lover, my bitterest end.

Can I look toward you, and stay with him?

Pretty sure.

Pretty sure.

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~ by Joy Suzanne Grazer on February 12, 2010.

12 Responses to “Pretty Sure”

  1. makes my heart weep. truly a great gift you have. keep writing.

  2. pretty sure is a great poem. you are really good at drumming up the imagry for emotions that are more difficult to talk about or write about. not a lot of people can be so open and daring. you are fearless and i appreciate that!

  3. wow… wow.

  4. I wish I could move on…..but I keep wishing for revenge.

  5. You would not believe it if I told you. Ruffle feathers much?

  6. OMG! This is SO……
    I sent this link to my boyfriend who emailed me back right away and said you are a DIVA! We LOVE you!

  7. Everybody seems to say they like your poetry, but there is more to you! A woman with beauty and brains wielding the “word sword!”
    LOVE IT- LOVE YOU!

  8. This is amazing. Reminds me of that old chiche: the greatest revenge is living well!

  9. Wonderful and powerful-so glad you are still writing poems.

  10. Awwwww… shucks!

  11. What a bittersweet song. 🙂

  12. Holy S***! I LOVE this! RIGHT ON!
    All of a sudden I feel very powerful as a woman….

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