Exceptions.

Exceptions.

A Poem by Melekije

I did not expect to wake up with swollen eyes,

Or drag my feet along the carpet to the mirror.

I cannot find my cigarettes

And my coffee is getting cold.

 

I did not expect to open my curtains and see sunlight

Or be able to sit on my balcony and have it feel so warm

I cannot think straight

And I know I made the right decision.

 

I did not expect to feel even more hurt than the past year and a half

Or just realizing the only reason I’m hurt is because I saw you cry

I cannot cave into you anymore

And my heart needs to be happy.

 

I did not expect myself to be such a strong soul

Or seek solutions to make myself smile

I cannot have been blinder

And the sounds of passing cars are my thoughts.

 

I did not expect to think so hard about this today,

Or even want to think at all.

I cannot wait to put on my shoes and seek my life

And be at peace for once.

 

I do want to get in my car and watch the world spin before me

Even go do something adventurous.

I can feel happiness trying to enter my clouded head

I know that life will just keep going.

 

© 2012 Melekije


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