Better than it was before

Better than it has before

Have you ever known something

that was wrong in your head, yet

 instead ignored it, repeatedly all

 because you thought that you were

 always meant to be? Giving so

 much of yourself to that that one

 person who never appreciated it

anyways until there was absolutely

 nothing else left of yourself to give?

Then one day waking up almost like

you were in a coma for the entire

time, pissed the fuck off all the

 while looking around at what you no

 longer have anymore, far away from 

where you call home and any family

 that will not talk to you anyway? All

 your friends are gone either dead, in

 jail, or just plain tired of listening about 

a bad relationship that everyone 

already but you knew was wrong and 

tired of listening to the same old

worn out sad country song, one hell

 of a lot of fans reading your stories, 

while wondering whether or not they

like your soul wrenching Poetry,

 then looking in the mirror while you 

 shake your head because how old

 you have become wasting precious

 years on a mistake, yet in the back 

of your mind still thinking what if, as

 tears begin to fall as the memories

 start to recall, the few good times

 that you had, then getting really

 mad because yet again you are sad. 

 So you call in sick turn off your

 phone and lock the door crawl in

bed, pull up your blanket up over

 your aching head and go back to

 sleep just hoping that tomorrow will 

be better than it has been before. 

Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.

A Poet's Journey