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when he gives you half the effort
i hope you go back to last year
and remember the good times we had

he could never do it better
but that's neither here nor there
hope you're happy with what you have

but i also hope you regret some things
and that you miss me all the time
that when you blow those candles out tonight
i'm there in the back of your mind
if you even get cake or a celebration
maybe you probably might
but it wont ever be the same
cause i gave everything to see you smile

and you wont ever say if you do
because that would mean you ruined us
and you don't want me to be right

i was never against you
but you heard what you wanted
left without even a fight

just radio silence
and i didn't even get to know why
i figure i bruised your ego somehow
or you found someone easier to like
and instead of being honest with yourself
you abandoned ship and broke your promises
because if you dont need me anymore
it's not a crime to find new accomplices

but tonight when you're one year older
and every year until you lose count of them all
i  hope you remember the day you turned twenty five

be it demolished or sober
the memories right there with you
when they're singing out of tune
the last time you had me in your life
everything reminds me of something else
i'm always missing somebody or some time
it's so easy to fill the empty spaces
with your sunken face

it's true when they say time is not your friend
that you got to love them while they're still here
you think you have forever
endless chances to be together

until you get the call or find out through the others
when's the last time you remembered to say i love you
now i'm always afraid to forget what's most important
to the point that my peace has become thwarted

and i don't know where youre buried
and i won't ask any questions to those who might know more
because i'm probably low on the list of those grieving
though my threshold for loss is teeming

i won't stop remembering you
even though it would easier to call it and cut my losses
i couldn't even if i wanted to
how could anyone forget about you
lost a coworker recently and i think it's affecting me more than it should. hoping his family can find peace and that he is somewhere better
I hold tight, my reasons why
And use them as I choose
With all my might in broad daylight
Explaining them to the likes of you

Hardly makes sense to the layman
But don't worry, there's no need to fret
The reason why is why I have
Reasons why to begin with

I hold them close for comfort
To help explain decisions made
Shining a light on the reason why
I often say the things I say

If you too need a reason
I've plenty to go around
Some of them don't make much sense
And on that batch, I've long lost count

If I need to find a reason why
I open my mind and just let loose
I might pull several at one time
To help explain them to the likes of you
A poem just for fun...do I really need a reason?
Yet here I lie at the bottom of the hole I've dug
I don't need her
At least that's what I tell myself
Until I'm either dead
Or believe it
i never said i could walk on water
or that my feelings wouldn't be a bother
but you cant hide your disappointment
as i get swept into the current

as the tide crashes it swallows me whole
and i dont think you've ever been this cold
just watch as it carries me away
bitter to the very last wave

blaming me for what i wouldn't be
acting blindsided when i never missed a beat
trying to tell you how to steer back into safe waters
you couldn't even bother

so as you spit on an empty grave
cursing those who speak my name
remember who hurt who
the person you should be projecting on is you
not trying to be insensitive with the title. think exasperation 🥲
the meaning of life changes
every other day
i missed you for a while
but i didn't miss the pain
i wanted to live freely
before i knew of shame
i wanted to love deeply
until it was easier to blame

so i stare into the puddle
and splash my face away
life would be easier
if i wasn't the same person everyday
if i didn't have to live by
what i died for yesterday
the muscle memory of trauma
the pit of doubt left in your wake

i'm not saying i'm not grateful
and i'm not trying to play a game
i'm not special or above it all
i succumb and i flub and double down on mistakes
i forget what i can't reconcile
i let words form sentences i should never say
and thats all to say
today was a pretty sad day

i want to help
but there's nothing i can do
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