Monday 1 April 2013

Disappointment

A/N This is a delayed poem from disappointment from... Lots of times in real life and still no particular time at all. I've just know what it feels like when someone disappoints you, and somehow, this came out of it the other day.
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It's like a bad dream you don't quite believe:
A shroud, a heavy, dark cloak that drips
Down from your shoulders to
Your heart and defiant
Soul.

It's like a pitiless joke you ignore and refuse to receive:
A highwayman who stops your carriage
To take from you your mother's ring,
Your father's precious, golden
Pocketwatch.

It's a sense similar to betrayal, a feeling you can't quite relieve;
The thought that nothing you ever knew was real
And all the lies and bad things will go away
If you can just awake from this horrible
Nightmare.

It's someone you thought known, turned to a selfish fiend;
All you want to do is rouse yourself,
But instead, all you ever do
Is pretend is never even
Happened.

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