Just What I do

I found what he was looking for,

Just a little too late.

I asked if he'll miss me,

"Maybe." he answered.

I felt like a fool,

Parading around like I don’t care.

It tosses from ear to ear,

Frustration sits brewing there.

It waits for the right moment;

When I will let it take over.

Self control then is my option,

I won't yell,

I won't scream,

Because I have no need.

I’ll let it take me over,

Just as soon as I lay down.

I’ll only be trapped in my dreams then.

I’ll only be trapped in my dreams.

Reviews

[Misery]

An honest exposure of your true nature. I'm sorry for the pain you endured, dear poet, but I appreciate the artist expression you've created from the sorrow.