Offish [2]

How much one expects of others?
Why does one always end up being the only one who bothers?
They all say life is short, live it fully.
Ha! Honest statement that is; fully is not truly.

One may engage in a dizzying drink,

Feeling every breath, and this heart? Does nothing but sink! 

Why can't the world be less scary, for real?

Why do people cheat, why never show what they actually feel?

 

The happy cheerful life was all past,

It was bewitching, spells of care and trust as if were cast,

But now its all a dead maze,

All the clarity of that trust is buried. Deep in a distant haze. 

Offish. [1]

No one seems close anymore,

Now I live on this feeling-less shore,

Acquaintances are lost, now all is away,

I swear I can feel my heartbeat flutter and then sway.

No matter how much one may have cared,

An end comes to all the feelings felt and shared,

One cannot go on about life with a bag of mighty trust,

Which, well, Trust me, everyone will attempt to thrust!

Smiles they all give, but over a tear in your eye,

Hugs they all offer, But over your misery with a sarcastic, 'My, Oh my!'

Nothing lasts, my friend, all is spasmodic,

All the fluttering happy bits end in a flick!