And Now Nothing Interesting ExistsA Poem by Dan in TSC![]() Of wanting things to be the way they were and knowing they cannot be.![]() I still think about you too often. Reliving the heartache of being
forgotten. Like repeatedly burying myself in my
own coffin. I search for your likeness on the
streets around town. Hunting for that shimmer from your soft
HoneyBrowns. And every time I’m left feeling more
and more let down. I know you never think of my heart
beating. You cut it, cold and clean; defeating. And I alone cling to a hope beyond
fleeting. I tell myself with every evening sunset
to forget you. But with the rise of the new day, I
think of you anew. And then curse myself for being too
weak to undue. I write so many words to try and place
all the pieces. As if your love could be my life’s
thesis. But all I end with is an empty,
love-sick treatise. I promise if I see you I will not say
hello. I will pretend you are someone I do not
know. Though inside it will be killing me to
do so. I will want to shout your name In hopes that you would do the same. But I know there is nothing here we can
reclaim. I can’t understand why my heart’s release resists. When barely a vision of what could have been persists And Now Nothing Interesting Exists © 2023 Dan in TSC |
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Added on June 17, 2023 Last Updated on June 17, 2023 Tags: Sadness, Lose, Future, Letting Go AuthorDan in TSCGolden, COAboutI'm a mid-40s widower, who for the first time in his life is living on his own in Golden, CO. My girls (TheFirstBorn & BigFamous) are doing their thing - TheFirstBorn living, working and engaged in So.. more..Writing
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