a Postcard from Exile

a Postcard from Exile

A Poem by Aries
"

what she doesn't know

"




she doesn't know
I stay up all night, crying till sunlight
wishing I'd made things right
Every letdown
comes back to letting her go
but it's okay, she doesn't know
all the things I've told my friends I'd wish I'd said
the last "I love you" left on read
I suffer pointlessly in this town
as the squalor begins to show
and she still doesn't know

one day will come where I'll reach for death
to finally release my tired breath
a reprieve from myself - the final round
she'll be complete and continue to grow
I'll never be found and she'll never know

© 2017 Aries


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Added on June 2, 2017
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Author

Aries
Aries

Corinth, NY



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