Greener Grass

Green, plush, full of life.
Alive.
I look over and wish it was mine.
Green, plush and happy.
Alive.
I slouch from the pain of being ignored.
Green, plush, full of life.
Alive.
What is it that I don’t have?
Green, plush, full of life.
Alive.
What am I missing?
Green, plush, full of life.
Alive.
Why can’t I have it?
Green, plush, full of life.
Alive.
Alone and crying in my living room, past midnight.
Green, plush, full of life.
Alive.
Feeling like no one cares for me.
Green, plush, full of life.
Alive.
Feeling like no one has my back.
Green, plush, full of life.
Alive.
Who do I cry on?
Green, plush, full of life.
Alive.
Who wipes my tears away?
Green, plush, full of life.
Alive.
Who reassures me?
Green, plush, full of life.
Alive.
So, instead I am alone for yet another evening, lonely.
Green, plush, full of life.
Alive.
As the hole in my heart becomes just a little bit bigger.
Green, plush, full of life.
Alive.
You say it may not always be better, but surely anything is better than feeling alone….

July 2008- R1