too often in this life

after so many years
you would think
I would know better

after so many mistakes,
so many false starts at the gate,
you’d think I would wise up.

but hope springs eternal
that change will come
and something will happen
where nothing has been able
to grow in the past.


I don’t know why I even try

I do not understand
why I reach out time and again
knowing in the back of my mind
that i will be slapped down
yet again.

is it masochism
or a bleeding heart syndrome
or just me thinking that
there’s got to be one other
good person out there.

someone explain it to me
beforeI lose what’s left
of this mind.