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What Went Wrong

What really went wrong? I've given them my all Wrote a thousand dedication poems Sang countless karaoke songs Spent most of my time with them Given up my heart and my soul Even forgot about going home Shown them utmost respect, yet, Abandonment is what I always beget Where did I go wrong? Why people won't stay long? Why every happy but fluky bond Slips out of my calloused fingers As fast as these pale white sand Can't unravel what I lack This self-reflection thing Has cost me everything, And left me stolid with nothing I am usually stabbed in my back After perching on my sanity Every good deed died in their memories After alleviating their burdens I'm always left with blank queries Where did I go wrong? People just come and go In and out of this monotonous cycle Where the friends in my circle Just pass by like some stranger Stealing your credence like a thief Before you know it, boom! You only have yourself. Qu'est ce qui ne s'est pas bien passe~ I'm in a situation where progress Is impossible-- impasse. No, don't get me wrong-- I don't feel resentment or anger I just learned to grip myself a bit And stand alone on my own feet.

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Date: 11/3/2019 1:08:00 AM
Life can be a bummer. We all fall and move on
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Jessica Alvero
Date: 11/6/2019 5:30:00 AM
Thank u so much. Your comments serve as motivation to continue fighting... Soon we will all be happy and contented.
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Panagiota Romios
Date: 11/4/2019 11:30:00 AM
Jessica, I have plenty of bruises. Love is wonderful with the right people. With the wrong ones? Oy! I can bet most poets here have been hurt By relatives, lovers and friends. In fact, many have.
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Jessica Alvero
Date: 11/4/2019 5:16:00 AM
I learned how to stand alone.

Book: Shattered Sighs