A Poem for a Strawberry Blond
If I could do it all over again,
I still wouldn’t reveal the truth to you.
You’ll never know how my heart aches in pain.
You’re not at fault for what I’m going through.
Thank you for being so very lovely.
Your light caused me to love the world itself.
I promise, I’ll be no longer lonely,
I can love myself, heart’s sorrows now shelved.
Knowing that you’ll always love her more than me,
I am accepting my own agony.
I may never be your priority,
but I’m alright with that reality.
Logic and reason, please erase my feelings!
You calling my name still leaves me dreaming.
Inspired by "Strawberry Blond" by Mitski
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g685pAuKW34)
Time Ticking by.
Certain in silence as seconds tick by,
you stop to consider the weight they hold.
Each tick is time lost. The world’s growing cold.
The first, the second, and third, you just try
to warn us, the hopeless, we’re doomed to die.
But the fourth you realize, fate won’t remold.
No fleeing from what’s already foretold.
We’re left to wonder what’s in a goodbye.
The fifth is for our friends and family
We laugh, we cry, we refuse all goodbyes.
The sixth is for sorry apologies,
rid resentments before calamity
Seventh, some pray, sleep, and stare at the sky
Awaiting-- expecting-- the end foreseen.