when
i am still
for too long
the sadness
is louder
so
i have to
keep
moving

i know
i could be brave
and evolve
and walk
confidently
over this hill
and on to the horizon

but
instead
i see in your eyes
the reminder
that you didn’t want me
and i just
fall
into this deepness
drowning
in
sad reality
an ache
of being unwanted
of dwelling
on
this

i know
i could
just
…
walk away

but
i
dont

compromise
has a price
that i have
overpaid

writing thoughts
deleting thoughts
anger flares
and then subsides
love blooms
and fades
you’re hot
and then you’re cold
you want me
but you don’t

is it
a human
pattern?
a species’
self-torture?

the plot
to transform
my heart
into
dust

people
succumb
to less

i am settling
for
less

i once yearned for
less

when I felt like
less

but
maybe i'll realize

i
am
more

how many

.times.

can you learn the same lesson?

you make me rage

because

it's just not

right

what would i do?

becomes

what will i do?