Closer and closer one more day
we are all taking steps till we go away
We don’t know the day we die
We keep going even when we don’t want to try
Our lives are so delicate even though we think we not
Closer and closer today is all we got
Closer and closer one more day
we are all taking steps till we go away
We don’t know the day we die
We keep going even when we don’t want to try
Our lives are so delicate even though we think we not
Closer and closer today is all we got
The poem I posted yesterday is a rough draft, don’t know if I am going to finish it if you want me to let me know.
I never thought you would ghost me
It never occurred that it would happen
But one day it did and it took awhile to sink in
Did I do something wrong?
Why?
Wont you at least tell me?
The white snow has fallen and the look of a cold winter is here
People stay inside and look for warmth and isolate in fear
Too scared to admit that the winter is only a season that has to come for some
It will leave but their fear of others will remain
sorry i have not posted anything in awhile, as the old saying goes life gets in the way. I have a lot of material and should be posting new stuff soon.
Where are you?
I keep looking but I cannot find you
You don’t return my calls or text
I hope you’re happy
I only want what’s best for you
I honestly mean that
You never thought you would be the one who is ignored
never to be invited, nobody calls, always alone.
You always thought that there would someone in your life that would understand.
You said to yourself ” I won’t be that person”.
But then one day you realized:
You are that person,
and no one cares.
Have you ever felt like you were a product?
Like people only used you for everything you were worth and then threw you away?
Did it make you not want to trust anyone?
Are you still feeling that way?
I don’t know what I did to you
Maybe I did nothing at all
How can you hate me when you don know me
I don’t hate you
I don’t want any harm to come your way
You don’t have to be afraid of me
I’m not your enemy
There are roads that we all walk every day
Ones we choose and ones we are forced to go down
People come and go and we still walk till our living end
But there is one road we all must travel
The one where we walk with ourselves in our own thoughts that no one see’s
That is the loneliest road