All Over Again Poem by Timothy Long

it happened all over again,
one i helped for a while then was deserted,
its not over just yet,
but back then i was not as lonely or as nice as i am now,
the feelings of betrayal arnt as fresh or hurt as they used to,
but i still want to cry,
this prison of spirit and mind are harsh,
this feeling i sympathize with others as well as myself,
but in the friend-zone many things lie and cheat,
but do they all steal what was once known as the heart?
if comparing yourself to others is lessening and pathetic,
then wouldn't we all be?
i see her no more after it happened,
i'm done with my feelings for her as well,
i want to start over,
maybe... just maybe it wont be so bad this time,
i see a brighter life and future as well,
i just got to strive to get there piece by piece in a singular fashion,
it happened all over again,
it happened all over again....