Marked For Disappointment
Sometimes, even the sweetest memoriesare clouded by disappointment
sour, bitter, like water at a public fountain.
Disappointment is my curse;
sometimes, it seems as though I was marked at birth---
marked for a lifetime of shattered dreams.
In my core, I am wick---green and alive
though that's easy to forget at times
those times when the most resilient souls can't help breaking.
I can't help you.
I'm sorry.
I can't even help myself.
"Expect nothing of me; then you won't be disappointed."
Poetry by PoeticProcrastination
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Written on 2006-02-24 at 04:38
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