You Want Me to Believe

A poem by Tammy L. Breitweiser

This was written for a friend from college who was an inspiring writer to me.

You want me to believe

There is no pain

Miles away

But I know better

to believe in something that seems

perfect as if it were true

No wrinkles to hide

No worry lines to erase with the

Pencil of solution

Do you think I am that naïve to think

You are peachy now like melting ice cream

In the hand of a babe on a hot summer day?

The days where it looks like the tracking

Trying to adjust as if watching the scene on a VCR.

No inspiration comes to me anymore

Without you in my life

Are you protecting me from something you don’t want me to see?

To shield me from helping you from afar.

No more talks into the night,

Into the day.

Tears into a glass filled with something that dulls the senses