Lost chances // poem // Verbal Spill

A never-changing photograph

Tinted so lightly with colour

But mostly monotonous gray scale

Like the crease of an old crumpled dollar

Change brought excitement and hope

My life was moving so quickly

I refused to be one who chose to mope

Then plans were painted over so thickly

Bubbling joy and suppressed excitement

Just going for the ride and the chance

But a single second of experience

Made my heart want to grapple for more than one glance

Daydreaming and thinking

Suddenly I want nothing more

How can only a week have gone by?

When it seems like years have passed over my door

I told myself I would not take the blow too hard

I guess truth be told I always knew it was coming

Yet disappointment sits lodged in my heart

The image is gone of what life was becoming

I try to convince myself of the positives

I always knew the situation seemed strange

All I can do now is accept the obvious

Life will go on as if nothing has changed.

// Jeani