Thoughts On the Sidelines
Hope is hated when wasted on naught
When energy is drained by strained excitement
And when at last realization strikes
The ostensible happiness dissipates into despair
Doubt sweeps over as cruel fact
As others see a decrepit smile
Sovereign frowns reign from within
Embarrassment embraces prickling the skin
Hands don’t know where to go
Body and mind began to slow
I see him walk past me
Not even a glance of acknowledgement
Nostalgia and shame as one smother
Why would I expect him to remember?
Why should I expect him to even bother?
Things change but emotion remains
Something else stays . . . it is unexplained
I try not to look his way anymore
Without a speck of hope left
But eyes flee and lightly brush against him
He doesn’t seem to care
So why should I be here?
Questions torment and turn into declarative despair
There is no more time for him and me
So I’ll stay on the sidelines
Can’t say I won’t be hurt there
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2013
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