"Not Valued"

We lost the naturalness and regularity –

the rhythm, cadence, and the melody.

It’s how almost every friendship

in my life, will

ultimately be.  It’s sad

that friends so rarely value me

the way that I do them.

"The Shift"

The shift is there

It’s clear to see

It can never be the same

Much less

Shift in the direction

That would have worked

For me – my dream

I can’t uncare

There’s nothing to be done

And so I stay

Yet pull away

And my broken heart beats on

"The Final Letting Go"

It has to come –

the final letting go –

and there’s a peace

that one day has to show

itself – a faint light –

and the memories

will just be beautiful,

and help to ease

this pain.  I’d rather leave

before it all breaks down.

"Never Trust Again"

Always, somehow, I will be excluded. 

Never again, will I become deluded. 

It wouldn’t have taken much:

A word or two can change everything,

light up the darkness in another’s soul.

 

I hope for more

each time,

but always,

it turns out to be a lie,

and I am left alone, to cry.

I am always on the outside –

the one excluded.

My “life” will never change,

and I will never trust again.