A Blues Poem -To sing/mumble when drunk......

Ain’t nobody’s fault but my own

I’m sitting on my life and I’m taking this drink nowhere home
I have little respect for the way I look and who looks at me
You might find me sleeping under a roadside stone
Or hiding hopeless and worn under a half naked tree

I have drifted through jobs from north to south
My low expectations took the good signs as a curse
Many words have gathered up and left my mouth
And with a drink inside me I made it so much worse

I’ve been kicked in I’ve been shipped in and I’ve been stitched
I got thrown out of bars, fell under cars and counted my scars
I’ve been hypnotised by the simple the sharks had me bewitched
I’ve walked away with a pocket hole that lost all my stars

And I’ve thought about love it’s just a penpal to me
I wrote stories and poems none of which reached a door
My sentiments got lost my intentions were never meant to be
And you forget what you wrote when you’re bleeding and sore

I have learnt many things that are useless to me
Everything is a story that I whisper to myself alone
I’ve been asked why I didn’t get to be who I wanted to be
I just say it ain’t nobody’s fault but my own’

Chorus

It ain’t nobody’s fault but my own
I’ll take the bruises and the blood
I’ll cry in secret and I’ll never moan
It ain’t nobody’s fault but my own.

It ain’t nobody’s fault but my own
It is my hat and I’ll call it home
I’m grateful for being this quiet unknown
It ain’t nobody’s fault but my own

(C)sj2009