Jaded

You can love someone in your way,

but your way can only go so far

along the way, and the wheels start to fall off

A screw here, a cog there, a puncture.

You get tired, become stuck in a rut.

You need a way out, but the funnel's blocked

You reach out, and grasp empty space

You bang your head, but there's brick

You ask, you plead, you seek assurance

You get a glib promise, slowly eroded.

Trust fades, you go through the days' careworn emotions

You chase, he walks away, connections crumble.

He leads, you follow, you try and he doesn't see.

Your heart stays true, but the cost is erosive.

You try and try and try, and it improves for a time.

But where in life can it all just flow?

Do our lives' responsibilities preclude us from true happiness?

Are we marching blind to our decrepitude?

What is it all for?

Seeking a little magic, a little hope, and love's bliss.


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