One Foot In And One Foot Out - Poem by Alyssa Siebers
I’m sure your aware of the shape I'm In,
You and your predication,
Maybe they will turn out after all.
That boy he has eyes that shine,
I’m still thinking about you as the sun falls and rises,
He has a smile that you can’t resist.
Everyday is a promise to toss out these old shoes,
But everyday I think of those good memories
Of you and I,
And refuse to move.
You’re old news now,
But here I am waiting on you,
To come take me in,
I’m numb as I feel the hearts in a cage,
I want to become a traveler,
Discoveries of the mind,
Try to learn on how to forget about you.
Everyday is yet another,
Just Another let down for this sinner,
Thinking it’ll be the last your name pops up in my head,
But it never is,
Why can’t you come,
And stare at this sea with me,
Pretend with the world,
That everything will work out in the end?
Act as if it's all what it's cracked up to be,
I’m riding out every moment,
Coming close to my limit to try and out-run our memories,
But every dance with another night,
Makes me come closer to falling off the edge.
I’m tired of riding these waves,
Playing life or death,
You told me such silly things,
Things I wish you hadn’t.
“ I loved you”
Is something I wish to say one day,
But I'm stuck at;
“I love you”
I hope your heart stays as kind as I found it to be,
I hope the next day shall come with new hopes for the future.
I don’t expect the day to bring a new lover,
Just a new life, in a town far far away.
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