Some Days I Pray

I was never a villain

nor either a hero;

wherefore a purpose

I long sought attain.

I saw in you a taste

of all my indignation, self-betrayed.

Some days I pray for you;

Some days I pray

Though your name has long since escaped me,

a semblance of vacance remains.

The love I’ve given, so ingrained,

I am but chaff in

the absence of your embrace. 

I saw in you a taste

of all my indignation, self-betrayed.

Some days I pray for you;

Some days I pray

There were no loftier backings

for my call,

I just find solace in the voice

before the beep after the dial.

I hope my selfish intrigue

doesn’t bother your whole day,

that I may continue ineffectual

to the colors you portray.

I saw in you a taste

of all my indignation, self-betrayed.

Some days I pray for you;

Some days I pray

I recognize the toll I take on beauty,

why separation is the church of your state.

I only sought to revel for a moment

on the lifetimes

I dreamed in our days

I saw in you a taste

of all my indignation, self-betrayed.

Some days I pray for you;

Some days I pray