The Place

[Gunslinger]

I would almost find it funny-

If I were not so sad-

Perhaps I’d even be amused-

If I did not hurt so bad.

For years I’ve tried to push away-

All who’d have drawn near-

I find that I’ve succeeded…

Alas, I find me here-

A place, that when surrounded-

I still am all alone.

And those who tried to love me?

Their affections are long gone.

A place where only echoes-

Of pleasure now exist…

The good times long since faded-

Into near forgotten mists.

A place devoid of pleasure-

Yet memories remain-

And constantly remind me-

“You brought about this pain.”

I guess it’s only fitting,

Since I have made my bed-

That I should occupy it

Even when they find me dead.

[tonyv]

Gunslinger, I write most often from my imagination. I hope (for your sake) that the speaker is not the poet, unless it's simply a case of "inspired by real events" loosely based metaphor. Nice work!

Tony