I Am My Own Disappointment Poem by Mary Lolly Florence Occenola
I Am My Own Disappointment
Too late now.
Your existence in my life is indispensable.
And that may have just concluded that I have moved on
To an acceptance -
Of defeat.
I'll be over you
That I know
For now
I need to pause
From overthinking-
About you
Its so hard to fake it
So I try harder
Conversations become short
Emotionless
*Silence
More silence
Awkward
Untolerable
F*ck it
Let's talk!
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4/23/2024 1:58:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Overthinking More silence Nice ending Nice poem!