Let's Call It Quits
I am done trying
to win the favors of love
I am done beseeching
the dame fortune
I am done pleading
with the lady luck
I am done kowtowing to
the dictates of unyielding time
I am done holding on
to a faltering hope
I am done taking
refuge in my faith
I am done wallowing
in self-pity and guilt
I am done wearing
my heart on my sleeve
I am done dreaming dreams!
Lolling in the lap
of comfort and luxury
was not meant to be
Nor meant for me is
the reassuring arms of love
Or the trusting hugs of a friend;
In life's long and arduous journey,
Oh, where did I take the wrong turn?
Was I not the one
with the highest aspirations
and the sturdiest will?
Why then have I given up so easily?
Why did I let myself down?
I look in the mirror
And it's simply not me!
The one looking back at me
is an old and haggard man
With crow's-feet and cobwebs
crisscrossing his face,
Light shinning on his
bald head is where
a lion's mane once held sway,
Instead of a winsome smile
He now wears a weary scowl;
I look into his myopic eyes
And remorsefully I ask,
<>What say you if we
just call it a day?"
~06/12/15
~Moods-Write Me Sad contest by Silent One
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