My doubts could not stay silent,
And neither could I.
I could see the end coming,
And made a feeble attempt to hide;
Now in your mind,
It is I, that you despise.
The blame is not all mine,
As our actions were seen by four eyes.
We clung to each other and tried to tread lightly,
But we hung on too tightly.
Alas, now that we’re awake:
You are you,
And I am me.
Tag: feels
17/01/2021 – Blessing
It would be a blessing from the highest god,
To only think about what is for breakfast.
Afterwards, to call you and see what you’re up to;
Maybe you would even like to spend some time together?
Maybe we could have some lunch… something light like a salad.
Or we could have scrambled eggs, lightly salted with a touch of pepper, just for that kick.
Then when you leave, I can think about how to spend my afternoon.
Maybe I’ll read a book, an exciting novel that will make me feel something, anything.
That way, I won’t have to think about your bleeding spouse.
Or how you broke both of my legs, when you left my house.
16/01/2021 – Leaves
I just want to leave;
Disappear like the leaves
In the Fall and just
Give up on it all.
I just want to see the sun shine
In the Spring, and feel fine.
I want to see the flowers grow;
Watch the butterflies put on their show
As they dance in the sky above,
Proudly displaying their love.
I look forward to the Summer,
To walks in the park,
When I can hold you tightly in my arms.
But then Winter comes again,
And the leaves fade away.
But at least you’ll be there by my side,
Day after day.
12/07/2019 – Wasteland
A frozen world.
And with shaking legs,
A fruitless scream.
The clouds hang lifelessly in the air,
The sun not providing its invaluable warmth.
An infertile wasteland of hopelessness.
The endless width of it seemingly unreachable,
As every handhold crumbles away.
They fly overhead,
The vultures of death.
Waiting for me to succumb to the nothingness.
Ironically an endless sound in the nothingness,
Telling me to stop.
It seems like the greatest sin,
To even consider surrender.
To become yet another bone carcass and leave my soul,
To then become dust once more,
And join the stars,
In an endless journey.
It’s all deception.
But if the truth can’t save me,
What can?
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