Maybe everything I want is all unrealistic
Or maybe I should stop being so bloddy pesimistic
Let it be what it will be
Just lay back and wait and see
Things could turn out great
If I left things in the hands of fate
I might not want to know
It could turn me colder then a flake of snow
Are things really so bad
That you can't remember any good times we had
I can't play this game
I'll never win, and if I did i'd be ashamed
In taking me for all I had
Leaving me depressed and sad
Worse off than I was before
You walked in my life, and out my door
Not caring how I feel
And leaving me to try and heal
But I will deal
Life will go on after you
And though you might not want it to
I'll find a way to thrive
You can bet your ass that i'll survive
And you'll be a painful memory
Of the man I used to be
A pretty decent guy
Who won't look back to say goodbye
a nice poem, you sound empowered. i read it, and i think you are indeed a pretty decent guy who deserves the best from life. good job with this one. ^__^