The Struggle

Something fresh from the press. It's not too bad I suppose; something different about it though.

The Struggle

People often ponder; they pursue your every move,

Always make suggestions, fuelled with something to prove.

Instead they have no idea; they don't hold the final clue,

Nobody understands the frustration, no one really knows you.

Maybe it's just their ignorance, blinding them from sight;

I know they know you suffer; pain shatters through the night.

Silence stretches onwards; the dejection simply endless,

Ever lonely you shall wander; dreaming, forever aimless.

Reaching out for redemption, but it's merely all in vain;

Your sudden resolution: you shall never love again.

Sometimes you'll start to reason, accept that it's all over;

Our luck has but run so dry; I lost her four-leafed clover.

Resolute wistful wishes, that you know just won't come true;

Rejection cuts deep within the heart; a sword that sliced on through.

Our time together was oh so special, so treasured and so kind;

We're over now, that much is certain; but can the past be put behind?

© Ben Johnson 2011.