It was just last week,
he claimed “now, more than before”…
that his heart stood true.

In reality,
there’s me, and at least one more…
what am I to do?

all the drama is a bore…
unbecoming, too.

So don’t tread on me,
you are not a King, anymore…
I’d have followed you.

It hurts me to think,
of the dreams of mine and yours…
buried in our youth.

Now – decidedly,
it’s time to let those dreams go…
and sleep with the truth.

2 thoughts on “Buried.

  1. such is the delight of pain huh. 🙁 big hugs & happy smiles. but it does seem a battle.

  2. Your words are powerful. But that illustration is even more!