A Casual Night

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As I sit in the comfort 

of my discomfort,

I feel the emptiness 

enlarge. 


Aware 

that it was never going to be filled

by just forgetting, 

never going to be filled

by reminiscing. 

But the temporary peace

was enough 

to continue feeding 

myself

the empty promises. 


I pray to God 

to give me the strength, 

but I have no will 

to accept his help, 

to lift the weight

of the choice 

to fill in the emptiness

that I have  

succumbed to. 


Funny,

how even when the answer 

is so apparent, 

one still chooses 

to make the same mistake

over 

and over 

again. 





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