Love Poems & Poetry

Waiting for the Other Shoe to Drop
You’re so completely unreliable, never there when I need you
And when I ask you to leave, I can’t even rely on you to stay away
I suppose I should be happy, that you can’t seem to stray for long
And I am, until you’re gone, again
And I know it’s stupid to welcome you back, to hope that you’ve changed
Because though you’ve changed certain things over the years,
It’s never the fundamentals
The nitty-gritty parts of your character, buried down deep,
Entwined with your soul,
That you don’t know how to reach, to see
That’s part of the problem; you don’t see what you need to change
You don’t accept nor acknowledge that part of yourself
So how am I supposed to believe you can transform it?
To grow when you’re buried under a wall of concrete
To touch the stars when you can’t even see them
To stride towards the improved you, when you are blind and lame
And after it all, that horrifying chapter
You seem to have finally been woken up, by the screams
By the childish immaturity displayed by grown adults
Made far more risky but the rage and the blows
You seem to have finally changed, way down deep inside yourself
And though I’m hoping, I’m still waiting for the other shoe to drop.

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