Lonely
Lonely is this place, a life created in my mind
I hadn’t thought it through, not worth the time
My fantasy and reality confusing and intertwined
I thought it would work out for me this way
I couldn’t see the facts, to the repercussions I was blind
I don’t want to work that hard, too much effort to make
Now by my lies, to this miserable life I am confined
No one trusts or believes me, what am I supposed to do
Who will I be, where will I go, my future contract unsigned
I should have thought it through, done what was right
In the game of life, I am so far behind
I want what I see, love, care, and happiness
I haven’t earned a thing, of this myself I must remind
I can’t continue to live like this, unhappy and alone
I can make the right choices, with pride and happiness combined
Copyright © Theresa Rodewald | Year Posted 2016
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