Back To Being Me (sonnet)
Looking back to a time when you were mine,
Superficial thoughts supposed, I resign.
No fight left in me, don't want to malign,
Conceding, campaign in a state of decline.
For those who don't know me, seems I lack spine;
For those that know me well, it's about time.
Not sure how I got this down, by design?
Comfort zone of late, shadows, time to shine.
Wasted borrowed time, built a hollow shrine;
How two went into one, just can't define;
Clear now, my chosen two can't intertwine.
I might, if asked, like some cheese with my whine.
Go where I'm wanted, things will work out fine;
Stop the world and let me on... my punch line.
Michael Todd aka Myke Todd has been writing and posting stories and poetry on social networking sites since 2006. He can currently be found at his dedicated poetry site... http://myketodd.blogspot.com/