Heartbreaker

 

Well I thought you would be different.

I thought you would last.

I thought you were the one,

But I jumped in too fast.

 

Now I pay the price of impatience,

With a hundred sleepless nights,

Choking back stifled sobs,

Holding my soggy pillow tight.

 

I feel like a zombie.

My eyes are rimmed red.

I can’t feel a thing,

I might as well be dead.

 

How could you turn on me too?

Just like all the rest?

After you did everything,

& passed every test.

 

I guess I’ll die alone,

Without a soul by my side.

Old, cranky, lonely.

& so broken inside.

Author's Note

Really old poem

Reviews

[Jason]

Lot of pain here. I remember these nights...they were called 'Jack Daniel nights" but that was years ago.