At Odds With A Heart

Hello again everyone. I hope these words find you all in great health, and even better spirits. And, tt's that time that you all hopefully look forward to. I'm back again with a new poem. This one was a bit of a battle; but, it's also one that I'm glad that I undertook. Because after I completed the poem, I suddenly realized that I had unintentionally written a part two of sorts to a poem I wrote a few months ago. That poem, The Littlest Of Lies, was about a man who trying to convince the woman he loved that he had changed, as was no longer the man that people were claiming that he was. But the woman was past the point of being fed up with their entire situation. Almost akin to that old R. Kelly song, "When A Woman's Fed Up." But this new poem, which is called, "At Odds With A Heart," turned out to be the other side of that particular, metaphoric coin. This one is from the perspective of a person who is not necessarily naive, but rather has been hurt so much, they are avoiding anything that will ruin what they perceive as a blissful relationship. And in the end, they may or may not find out how wrong they were. So now, enough of my rambling. Here it is. Hopefully you all will enjoy it. And as always feel free to leave your comments, thoughts, and/or constructive criticisms in the section below. And thank you all for reading this. It means more than you will ever know.
Thank you all so very much.

"At Odds With A Heart"
2013

You can take away my reason
And never tell me why
And you can give me only blues
I'll just mistake it for the sky
Then you can say no other grass
Gets greener by the week
And I'll never climb the fence
To take myself a peek
But you have to say my name
If I'm asking who you love
And I will look at you
Like you were sent from up above
And you have to promise me
That you will never change
'Cause babe I'd lose my mind
If you started acting strange
'Cause the moment someone says
That you can't have something
It becomes the only note
Your heart'll wanna sing
And then you'll have to reconcile
The growing space between
The person in your arms
With the person in your dreams
Babe, you often talk of futures
When the present's still in view
While others use the past
To show what you are prone to do
Like they were tasked to read a list
Of history's greatest crimes
That you were guilty of
At least far too many times
But I just can't figure out
Whose word I should take
'Cause it's the kind of choice
That could cause a heart to break
Should I trust the ones who love me
Or should I trust the one I love
Who's never done me wrong
And placed no one else above
And who will still say my name
If I'm asking who you love
And I'll still look at you
Like you were sent from up above
Because you promised me
That you would never change
Knowing that I would lose my mind
If you started acting strange
'Cause the moment someone says
That you can't have something
It becomes the only note
Your heart'll wanna sing
And then you'll have to reconcile
The growing space between
The person in your arms
With the person in your dreams
And now the whispers are growing
To noisy roars inside my ears
And they're intent on resurrecting
The most buried of my fears
But if you tell me that they're lies
I'd believe your every syllable
And ignore the proof before my eyes
Of all the shit you'd pull
But really who am I to judge
When you've never done this to me
Knowing if I continued to nudge
I may find myself in misery
But when you're so deep in love
It gets much harder to see
And I've found out how tough
Ignoring logic could be
Because I have a working mind
That's at odds with my heart
And the things that I've come to find
May just tear me apart
So if there's someone up there
That's still hearing my cries
Please keep your divine source of truth
I prefer to keep living these lies
If you'll still say my name
When I ask who do you love
And I'll still look at you
Like you were sent from above
Because you promised me
That you would never change
Knowing that I would lose my mind
If you started acting strange
'Cause the moment someone says
That you can't have something
It becomes the only note
Your heart'll wanna sing
And then you'll have to reconcile
The growing space between
The person in your arms
With the person in your dreams
And if I am truly sleeping
Know that I don't want to wake
'Cause there's only so much drama
My poor heart can take...