72 Hours Later

As I lay on my bed pondering,
How did it went wrong,
Did all these years really matter to you?
Did I wrong her in some way?

You now seem to never bother,
That’s what you said,
Yet I don’t see you holding on to promise.

Am I the only one feeling this way?
Betrayed? Hurt? Scarred?
You don’t seem to feel that way
Is this done on purpose? I wondered.

All these gifts,
Now collecting dusts,
Stashed them away from sight,
For seeing them only brings pains.

Off to sleep I go,
Drifting slowly into the abyss,
Hoping the pain goes away,
For tomorrow is just another day.



One thought on “72 Hours Later

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s