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Forfeiture

by Brian Francis




Your restlessness torments
your angry soul
A nervous feeling
Out of control
Every time
you try to fight
you lose


Her eyes are hard now
They have a steely cold
A tired sadness
Making her look old
Her smile’s faded
From the burden
Of her dues


The time you spend
Chasing happiness
Earning more
With each success
She sits at home
By her self
And lives the blues


When you come home
Stars are shining bright
Your meal is waiting
It waits every night
The table set
For one alone
To use


And in the morning
When the alarm calls out
You’re drawn awake
So you sneak about
Avoiding
The confrontation
And abuse


You fear the day
That you’ll return to find
That she has left
She has changed her mind
No meal waiting
You will sit alone
And muse


That is when
you will finally realize
How much you miss
her lonely sad eyes
and in hindsight
you will learn
to sing the blues

09/04/2018

Posted on 09/04/2018
Copyright © 2019 Brian Francis

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