okay, i've given it up
there's no more left of who i used to be
but in the silence of the moment
i wish there was some kind of high-five
but in the silence of the moment
i wish there was some kind of high-five
all this work seems for nothing
i was looking for an instant fix
i wanted to finally see you
i wanted you to finally be proud
i wanted to finally see you
i wanted you to finally be proud
but in this dull space of longing
deep down i know there's meaning
you say to wait and see
you say the best things are unseen
you say to wait and see
you say the best things are unseen
and i believe you
without the tangibility of progress
i know something has changed
even if i don't yet know what
i know something has changed
even if i don't yet know what
so, today marks the day
and i never want to forget
a pact between you and i
that never again will i break
a pact between you and i
that never again will i break
even with that proclamation
i doubt its validity
what's the point of change if nothing changes
if only for more grief and longing
what's the point of change if nothing changes
if only for more grief and longing
so i'm asking for a sign
please, just anything really
that i've made the right choice
because everything seems backwards
that i've made the right choice
because everything seems backwards
you call me to move on, go forward
but i don't know if i can do it
i'm torn between fear and safety
but i know this is best
i'm torn between fear and safety
but i know this is best
About the Creator
poetryinwaiting
I love all things writing...though I am particularly biased towards good, vulnerable poetry. I love pouring my heart on a page with every piece I write. Life is for expressing, not containing.
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