Soul Removal

We always tried to pretend that nothing has changed
But my ever-changing perspective brings me down
I’m too reluctant and you’re happily inclined
who knows what this century will bring?
It’s more or less the same difference
I am always lonely when I am with you

Yesterday I was given a reprieve
so I guess I have to find my meaning

No luck yet, I’ll keep trying
You always tell me what I never want to hear
I reply with the opposite of what you say
Even when sarcasm reigns and you lose your temper
I start to smile as I have been successful
You then realise I was just joking

Yesterday I escaped my soul’s removal
so I’ll help you find your meaning

The End

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