Someday they’d always say and for a long time I believed them
Couldn’t conceive at first that what seemed to me an assurance of future happenings
Was actually just a pitiful excuse used to pacify my curiosity
Made to placate my need to express my pain
I remember still how’d I listen as people repeated it saying
Someday you’ll see
Someday you’ll understand
Someday you’ll know
They’d were never honest enough to tell me that truth because that required too much effort
A waste of time to explain or admit their own ignorance
But filled with hope, I waited
And waited
And waited
And waited
But the day never came
Solution, Revelations, dreams
Remained absent and soon confusion terrorized my mind
Clawing at the hope that laid bare on my chest
Heart still convinced that soon the presently eluded day would come
So instead of working to find a way
Instead of learning to adapt to change
I waited for those somedays until my dreams bled out and died
Held all the hurt in 'til my heart gave up and cried
Soul almost died waiting on those false promises to save me from my gullible self
No longer convinced of somedays
All I wanted was help but by then I was too wounded to take the chance of more lies
So I locked myself away and twisted my whole way of life around
Someday will never again be good enough for me
I won’t rely on the future to get me to the point I need to be
I see now that somedays are the last thing I need
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