Poetry once again...

What a tangled web of words we weave
twisting and writhing in our zone
we seldom find places
that we can call our own

Thoughts and emotions collide
in a mash of verbs and nouns
as we try to figure out
which way is down

I found comfort in your place
knowledge and lessons a plenty
a nice thing to find
a feeling lost since before I was twenty

Time went on
and I seemed to find my way back
back into your universe
but your respect was greatly in lack

Other people’s opinions,
it turns out—not desired by you
only people who bend
to your chapter and verse will do.

My existence erased,
now just a fond memory
did you think I wouldn’t notice
it had come to be?

A childish act
by someone whose world I wished to debit
I learn, once again--
that I gave you far too much credit.