Wednesday, April 6, 2016

Sarcasm

Some days,
One feels ones age -
102 
If it's a day 

And what a relief it will be 
To cease 
To exist 
No more bills to pay 
No more wondering 
If 
I 've said the 
     Right thing 

What did they mean by that 
And what 
Were they 
     Trying 
     To say 

Sometimes the Tango 
     Tangles us up 
     And sometimes it 
Flows 

This morning I was 
Wonderful 
And hopeful 
And then 
     A friend 
Who seems to have a knack for that 
Came 
And took it away 

Not my fault 
But I blame myself 
For every little thing 

I feel so betrayed 
And abandoned 

Left here 

To live 
Or die 
And to try 
And figure out 
Why 

The Gods 
have a sense of humor 

Even if it is 
Sarcastic 
And dark