Love Wasn't Promised Either. by Olivia Williams
When “they” leave me,
My heart sinks like a ship
on its way to rock bottom.
Growing pains fail to subside.
The worst feeling in the world
is expecting love--
and receiving a goodbye
People try to comfort you with common sentences
the whole world says to the people
struggling to find ground
that won't shift beneath their feet
“It will be okay” they say
when will the heartache hold my emotions for itself
and relieve my mind from its misery
Every time you try to build
confidence in yourself
because even though you won’t admit it
you are in a state of complete desolation.
You find yourself in a box.
And in that box there are 4 walls.
For each wall, a word.
Regret; for knowing it wouldn’t last,
but believing it would anyway
Anger; for trusting “they”
Hope; because you still believe in a future
Fear; because you can’t bear to feel broken again
These four words
are the after effect of temporary love
you put your heart, your trust, and your soul into
You soon realize that ...
Love is an illusion everyone trusts
to keep the world from dying.
But what about keeping ourselves alive?