jessica told me to

so this one time kind of recently i wrote a poem. 

and the title is part of the title of this blog.

it's the only poem i've really written so..

i don't know

but

here it is

'brown study'

I’m waiting for something.

I don't know why my hopes seem to soar

I take the place of the mat

Beneath your feet at the back door

Now I honestly don't mind the dirt... 

But I could do without the hurt

I'll scream out for you

All of the night, all of the day

But you can't even hear

The faintest whisper in your ear

You fall away

And I fall down

Only to be brushed beneath myself

Where the weight the of the world, 

Yours and mine,

Leaves scars upon my brittle back.

While your reveries become reality

…This reality I’ve come to know,

That I wish I could let go

In one ear and out the other, 

As so many others do

But I know it better than you.

And if you ever come and find me

I’ll just be caught up in brown study

Never forgetting you

Or your footprints upon the ground…

Upon me.