The Fool
The Fool
Deep within the darkness of my soul
Where no one has ever dared touch,
A man has left the widest hole
And I fear the pain may be too much.
For each and every single day
I see him flirt with another suitor,
It makes me hurt every which way
As I see him as an emotion polluter.
In the future I see my heart breaking,
For the fool shall deny his calling,
And every inch of my body is aching,
Into the abyss I fear I am falling.
And as each diamond tear runs from my face
And my cheeks glow rosy red,
I feel its the happiness that I must embrace,
As I drift away in my bed.
But even now in my time alone
His face shall plague my dreams.
The agony and sorrow cuts right to the bone,
There is no escape it seems.
In the morrow when I will awake,
I tell myself I should just remember,
Not for much longer will I have to ache
I must only survive through December.
But once the time comes, that day of reckoning,
I fear in darkness I will be cast.
For my mind is always cruelly beckoning,
Sorry you fool, but nice guys finish last.
- D. Ashford