So it goes,
Another waste of a storm.
Another loner gone by mo(u)rn.
Glad I never wasted my love
On a hapless scorn.
So it goes,
A waste of suffering for One
Nobody knows.
Returned to see friend or foe,
Binned off as only Ryan knows.
Thanks for your painful honesty,
So it goes.
Another birdsong goes in the dark
Alone as lovely as American Park.
You’re right, I’m fucking stupid,
Always was. For even involving you
Or desiring to protect you, to love you
Whatsoever.
Well,
Whatever.
You could never see your own light anyway
What could I offer you now?
Half past 10 P.M., broad daylight
And how?
When I already placed myself at your feet
To be kicked aside by your shadow.
It only hurts that I care for you at all,
A bubble of pitiless hope
Dustmote of void’s maw.
Chose to be a lamp, just for this fall.
So it goes.
And for what?
A shadow’s indifference?
Your ignorance, oh so malicious.
I don’t know if I told you (all) before,
I’m a comic, and though I’m now broke
Just a tear drop of cosmos-
You are today’s joke.
Thanks for not a damn thing,
HOPE.
