Surprise Goodbye

Charles Edward York

 

 

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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  • Author: Charles Edward York (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 8th, 2022 08:21
  • Category: Love
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Comments1

  • arqios

    The image of 'tumbleweed tumbling by' remains as I read through the poem. haunting and eerie in its emotion. Thanks for sharing. /Rik.

    • Charles Edward York

      It’s funny that you mentioned the tumbleweed reference or line because when I thought about it it was something that I saw on the highway driving from Texas to Oregon when I first came to Ontario. It was very chilly outside as I was driving and the tumbleweed was flying across the highway hitting my car very hard. It seems a bit like foreshadowing because had I known what it home and that was I may not of made the trip at all or I would’ve turned around and went back. I wasted 9 1/2 years of my life marrying a woman whose love for me was fickle and short-lived. I regret it almost as badly as I regret the first marriage I had when a woman took advantage of my US citizenship just to move from the UK.

      • arqios

        Wow that is a heartbreaking and hard hitting life story. Know it has more sense and meaning to me.

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