as true love fades
sorrow reappears through the darkness
my past, catching up with me;
thinking i could escape it;
it came and engulfed me in my own misery
the process none but five minutes
came in like waves
slowly, then all at once
my breath was shortened
an aching pain lingered up my spine
finally realizing that
he doesn't love me back
so i will sit and ponder
what love truly is and
why he doesn't have it for me
but now i wander in my past
hoping for a chance to escape
and enter my future
YOU ARE READING
the lonely club
Poetrysometimes i can hear my bones straining under the weight of all the lives i'm not living
