all i needed

for a better day

waking up

see her smile

her hand in mine

as we looked

for a better way

we were broke then

living just above

a busted store

poverty lines

fighting to pay bills

robbing peter to pay paul

the bastard pair of them

hoping for come ups

the finding of

something neat

to sell to eat

taking shit jobs

lift this shift those

coming back end of the day

finding her still there

smiling & hoping

i’d earned enough

with enough to share

& then

i killed it

by not being consistent

& filling her needs

of wanting more

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