begin

i can't reason
with brilliance

i was never 
that smart

i can't talk
to the emotional

i was never 
that perceptive

i can't seem
to make you
understand

that what you
think i am

isn't real

the walls
we have between us
are filled with the trust
of completion

but the essence
of desperation

either stay with me
and love

or walk away
and live

the choice is yours
to have

and for me
to deal with

for the rest of my life

no matter what comes
i lose

(begin)

poem inspired by this prompt: http://www.writersdigest.com/whats-new/2015-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-30