We've reached
the crucial point
where the pain
of commencing
a truthful discourse
could not possibly be worse
than the hurt
from our current
slowly corrosive
silent denials
that are eroding
the foundation
of this relationship
So let's put aside
these pointless reservations
Lay our cards on the table
and play them out
as best we may
I often despise me
for all I'll never be
or never was
for that matter
but I must confess
I ain't the worst either
So I think today
I'll cut my sorry ass some slack
For in the end
I am who I am
and in this way too flawed finite life
that should be enough
Buried deep in the abyss
of her ravenous
insatiable self esteem
I descend through layers
of festering past failures
Once a foothold is established
in the core of her self confidence
I commence to blast out
those embedded doubts
with a cliche barrage
of my best insincere bs
drawn from my well stocked supply
of innocuous bogus lines
Now that her ego
is boosted properly
she will realize finally
that she is way too good
for a lowly guy like me
So the current truth
liberated by my stroking lies
put the princess beyond my reach
though this patient minstrel
will be there to catch her
when she becomes a pauper again
