This is a poem I wrote in 2015. I imagine all of my poetry set to music but I am rarely able to come up with my own tunes. This one I imagine set to the tune of Wild Horses by The Rolling Stones. You tire of waiting For him to text first You keep on chasing Even when it hurts They all believe you When you say that you're fine But what is this longing I see in your eyes? If you keep chasing Well, I'll guess I'll run with you Please stop running And let me catch you You wanted someone To think about you To make you happy And to not make you blue It's not everything You thought it'd be They've all got someone Except you and me If you keep chasing Well, I guess I'll run with you Please stop running And let me catch you They said they loved you But they showed the truth You were nothing But a convenient tool You do the best With the cards that you're dealt You say you're happy While your eyes scream for help If you keep chasing Well, I guess I'll run with you Please stop running And let me catch you
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AuthorMy name is Dan. I am an author, artist, explorer, and contemplator of subjects large and small. Archives
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