Sam Betts Poems

II knew you before I met you.
You're in my mind not in a place, you have no form you have no face, you drift around with feminine grace, I knew you before I met you.

Oh I knew I knew, one day it would all come true, I knew I knew, I knew you before I met you.
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On a hillside in France I heard my heart beat amidst smoke and fire they sounded retreat
My comrades ran past with out even a glance then the enemy approached that hillside in France
I stood and faced them I felt so calm I held no weapon I meant them no harm
To try to resist I wouldn't stand a chance
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Dwight J's Time to sleep.
No shame right now it will never come no one will ever know all I have done
Every deed I ever did or mistake I did make
My mind has held a copy that proves I am a fake
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At first your look a monster I thought not green and rotten but white and taught.
Why did you look this way your vacant eyes took mine and then did stay.
A soulless stare did you possess I thought this my final sight I would witness.
I gaze down your lengthened arms up to this face I have no fear has I leave this place.
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The man
You're a man that no one can see just myself and those closest to me.
I adored you I knew you could see but a lack of empathy made you oblivious to me.
The best part of me just dribbled with other one liners you'd often say
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A boy in a leather coat.
He had a long leather trench coat when first I did see the man who would forever be closest to me
He danced with a style that envied me till I stepped out of the side lines and I wonder still?
We next met again in a room on the med, the boy I did envy was next to my bed.
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You've gone again without me to your special place, the pupils of your eyes too large for your face,
You float off alone attached by a tether,
take me with you please we can enjoy this together.
Do I need the violet bruises to get that look upon my face, would we be there together in your special place.
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That proud little boy
With his lovely hair and beautiful face he finally launched my days of grace.
I didn't know what was missing till he arrived feelings long lost he revived.
I love to see him every day his innocent intelligence aches my heart away.
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Why can we not achieve blissful sleep, are all the thuds and screams etched so deep.
When we both hugged close in those times so wild are we forever entombed in the mind of a child.
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Desert storms still blow today.
Today desert storm blew some sand to where my heads at, I'm once again reminded I'm still there, with sun scorched skin and sand stuck in my hair.
I breathed the dust from Beau Gests lost, I paid the price for Blairs cost, I wish I wasn't here with sun scorched skin and sand still in my hair.
They blew the storm and wont be wrong, my friends and I no longer strong but do they really care for sun scorched toms sand forever in their hair.
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