An Unmet Expectation

Written by: Mary Moussa

“Expectation is the root of  all heartache”
Those fine words that were once read
Now every vital syllable is felt
Before them I was misled
With false yearning I was fed
I voluntarily injected myself with anticipation and adoration 
And sadly I failed to infuse you with the same potion
All this lead to an empty commotion 
An inner hidden turmoil of some sort
And like a shattered plate my heart fell to the ground
Living in a mirage of high expectancy and wishful thinking
Yet this hope has been misplaced
It took an epiphany to shatter my nerves and alert my senses 
That Fraud of an appeal was the stem to my heartache 
A moment of awareness mixed with the residue of regret
Denial the first step of any anguish
Molding my image of you that you have now tarnished 
Looking for some sort of justification
Like a patriot for his fallen nation
Denial Denial Denial
It rings and sings in my ear
Like a gong struck with intensity
It rang and vibrated through my ear majestically
Now my mind to you it fakes a false conspiracy 
To justify such actions I can stay hours pondering upon
Yet one day the truth will hit me
So tonight I choose to rid myself of it all
Before I crumble and fall
Tonight I rid myself of it and u…
I rid myself of it all…