Restrained by a feeling

Wanting to relinquish the fight

Leaving the prize to bathe in memories

Still new and bitter ones circulating inside

Paying testament to my naive stupidity

She had not gone as I supposed

The lovers nest is still there

What she said, my logic could not comprehend

Uncertainty and woman’s unfathomed moods my downfall

A pauper’s knowledge is all that any man can achieve

Composure in chaos’s midst, more imaginations mere figment to fool

Average Joe has no miniscule chance of ever being right

Standing there, neck always in the noose

Waiting

Convinced of his invulnerability

Crack the door opens; he dances a jig tightening his own noose

Another failed stop or go signal

Misunderstood

Confused

Therefore, I am no different from other men

Seeing and saying the wrong words at the wrong time

Jumping to conclusions which never were

Women our nemesis