A Typical American Tragedy

Written 12/31/21

You can say that I'm a casualty.

I'm just a product of a relationship that I never dreamed of.

A typical American tragedy.

Lost and alone inside, 

opposite of what it seems,

When you see our pics on social media.

I can't help but seek out stress.

Burden after burden resolved.

I need some weight to carry.

Yet, this emptiness, a mystery unsolved.

I am trapped in my own life

I refuse to feel alive

The past is always here

For me to hide behind.

When I wake up in the morning

I know I wasn't sleeping

Just seething from the mundane

And to the simple fact that we are the same

Yet, we share no common interests,

To keep us entertained. 

Just two lonely lives together, 

For what feels like forever.