Old Poems Die Hard...

Woe Is Me
by moi

Although I jest,
I am no fool.
I know it's just an act.
For beneath the masks
Of laughter and friendship,
Lies the plain and painful fact.

I love you.
I know I do,
And that I can no longer deny.
For I have been hiding
For the longest time being
Pretending I was your ally.

And now, I fear,
Friendship will no longer suffice.
My sanity, I feel it slipping.
For when each agonizing day passes,
And every lonely night transcends,
My heart, it keeps on falling.

But despite my lies,
My friendship was true
And it shall remain so until forever.
Because death shall befall upon meIf I lose you twice;
As a love, and as a friend, altogether.

My secret, it has been let out,
That my poor, poor heart fell so deeply.
And now that the truth has been revealed,
I hope and I pray to God almighty,
That you, dearly beloved, take me seriously.
For if you leave, I fear I won't survive,
Though I know a friend is all how you'll see me.
But what more if you decide to return the favor,
By putting a nasty little joke on me,
And break my heart into a hundred and fifty?

Woe is me...

:(

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Quotable quote, not necessarily related to this post, but noteworthy nonetheless:

She chose to walk alone
Though others wondered why
Refused to look before her
Kept eyes cast upwards toward the sky

She has no companions
No need for earthly things
Only wanted freedom
From what she felt were puppet strings

She longed to be a bird
So she might fly away
She pitied every blade of grass
For planted they would stay

She longed to be a flame
That brightly danced alone
Felt jealous of the steam
That made the air its only home

Some say she wished too hard
Some say she wished too long
But we awoke one autumn day
To find that she was gone

The trees they say stood witness
The sky refused to tell
Yet someone who had seen it said
The story played out well

She spread her arms out wide
Breathed in the break of dawn
She just let go of all she held...
...and she was gone.

- Ginger Foutley, As Told By Ginger...