You thought it wouldn’t come to this
Wearing your heart upon your sleeve
Going down the winding road
With love before you,
Thoughts behind you.
You’re actually surprised?
You should have listened when i said:
It won’t last, it never does.
Joke’s on you, i was right.
I told you, didn’t I?
Why are you crying?
Wasting more tears than you can count
On that scoundrel.
He won’t wipe them
Or hold you.
You know this.
You’re just hiding expecting me to stop.
I don’t stop.
I go on and on and on.
Annoying , isn’t it?
That i tell you the future?
And yet you ignore me and bolt
Into the wilderness at twilight.
It never lasts, this blindness.
Your eyes adjust to the semi dark
And suddenly perfection has blemishes.
Don’t count on anything but yourself
It’s all fickle and ambiguous
And that too will change.
Author: Open Mic
Open Mic Uganda is a company that presents people with a platform that promotes poetry, spoken word and related art forms. It encourages the enhancement of poetry as a recognized art form that can be used as a tool for education, communication and entertainment.