Sleepless in plain sight
I wake to your eyes so shut
My name doesn’t penetrate
Your heart anymore
My forgotten face
Lies still beneath
Your contempt.
I feel like the long lost road
You said you knew so well
But I don’t notice
Your footprints
Instead there’s just
Tumbleweed
Tumbling by.
The days of new forever are
Nights I stare in darkness
Despair wreaks with
Melancholy
And affections
Whittle away with words
Spoken as lies.
Petals the color of spring
Fade under your façade
All those I love you’s
Mean nothing now
Just empty cub boards of
Broken promises
And cheap graffiti.
Fake smiles no longer glow
When the rays of warmer suns
Depart on wicked whims
Just like your face
When I need you
Instead I am weeping
After your surprise goodbye.
Copyright © 2022 Charles Edward York
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