Back to Poetry

"Hurt"

You come so close to me
yet, you have missed
shaking my beliefs
down and off your back
Reality must come forward
with its mocking tone
My life is a satire now?
Breathe it in
It's all you've got
It's getting late
I don't see how this can resolve
What am I supposed to do
Just wait it out
Forget it?
Write it off
as a "growing experience"
How painful and glib.
I watch my surroundings improve
dramatically
I do what makes me happy now
Is there no merit in that?
Am I unbelievable
Should I not care anymore
I suppose thats the way for us
If something is this large
of a struggle
It's not meant to be
I tried my damndest!
You still don't think so
This is what life is all about-
mistakes do happen
people leave
people don't reconcile
I made choices here
We disagreed
What more can I say
What else can I plead
Without falling at your feet
Everyone saw it but me.
-Ashtaroth