In All Sadness

Ballads are playing somewhere in the room above me
I’m content with looking back at what should have been
I imagine her outside my front door but I know it means
instead she’s following her path to a beautiful life
getting prettier by the day and more attention at night

Gotta get by on little affection which wouldn’t be a problem
if I didn’t expect any in the first place
I don’t know how to make myself more presentable
short of changing everything about my person
suppose its my fault for thinking you cared

Call it lack of confidence or just pessimism
but I just know it will end up the same way
Grief is the result of falling too soon
it’s not right but it hasn’t killed me yet
In all sadness, it will keep me going for years to come  

The End

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