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Jul 2019
It’s this bittersweet ending
The time I’ll never miss
After she’s closed the door
You inhale the pure bliss
Make yourself some dinner
**** it and take a ****
Finally freedom at last!
I’m laying down for a bit
The mind starts to wander
Frustration melts away
When colors should be so clean
Stuck in the scale of grey
It’s not what she felt
Familiarities at play
Hearts do funny things
When the mind knows pain
I wanna be the consoler
But I don’t know that I can hide
All this guilt I feel
I know it’s bottled up inside
From everyone I’ve lost
To everything I’ve let slide
To all of those I’ve wronged
To the ones cast aside
It’s not that you didn’t matter
What mattered was the time
Not for us, but for myself
And I know that’s the crime
But I’ve wanted for too long
Felt too short to even try
I wanted to hear those words
Of encouragement deep inside
I’ve lived so others could
So I couldn’t for myself

You wanted a perch to mount on
So here, I made you a shelf
Put it on someone else’s wall
Be somebody else’s elf
Written by
Keenan Anderson  29/M
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