"Last Place"

"Last Place"

A Poem by what-the-frick

The man I was sure
You'd aspire to be
Is just a mirage
Laughing back at me

When the chips came down,
You dropped the ball
And ran from the duty
While I bared it all

The sad part of this,
Is deep down, my heart frowned,
Who you are and who I wanted
Shatter to the ground

Because the man I knew you could be
Couldn't be that man for me,
Broken promises and cracked glass,
You'll always finish last.

© 2013 what-the-frick


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It's sad it's always the people we depend on the most that let us down at the worst times. I've had friends who I thought were better than what they turned out to be. It's a terrible feeling believe me I know when you see that person , and you realize it's not that they've fallen but that who they were in your mind was never who they really were. But optimism , it's a gift and a curse I guess at times. I always enjoy reading your works, I need to post some of my more recent ones myself when I get the time lol. :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


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It's sad it's always the people we depend on the most that let us down at the worst times. I've had friends who I thought were better than what they turned out to be. It's a terrible feeling believe me I know when you see that person , and you realize it's not that they've fallen but that who they were in your mind was never who they really were. But optimism , it's a gift and a curse I guess at times. I always enjoy reading your works, I need to post some of my more recent ones myself when I get the time lol. :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Astoria & Ever After, OH



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I'm hypersensitive. I feel emotional over things that don't hold substance. You can break my heart with just a look. I don't give up without a fight. My life is a soundtrack. But pay attention, the mu.. more..

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