I can’t face you.
Not after I stammered and blurted out that
little secret you asked me to safe guard.
Not after that incredulous look you shot at me
when I did that.
Not after that look of disappointment that clouded your face
after I betrayed your trust.
And if I do ever see you again,
I’ll blurt out all my secrets,
including the fact that I’ve always,
always, always loved you.
I really can’t face anything,but the darkness over my eyes
when I cover my blankets over my face.
This is my 100th post on this blog! Time for celebration! Time for an new book!
“So, I want this one,
and that book,
and, ooh! That sounds interesting…”
As I keep adding items
to my cart,
what is it that
i have done to
earn such rewards?
All I’ve brought upon
myself and my loved ones
and leave empty handed.
Exactly how I’m feeling.
The saying goes,
“You reap what you sow,”
why do I reap disappointment when
all I’ve done is my best?
Why do I reap depression when
I’ve made others happy?
Why do I reap more struggle just when I’ve helped
myself out of dark, thorny forests?
why do I reap cold stares, dripping with hatred,
when all I’ve done is love?
You should check my friend at Queen Talks. Her response to this prompt is hilarious! You’ll love it!