Hard. Short. Bittersweet.

Almost any word describes life;

All except one;


Hard work and no rewards

Glory after rotten deeds

Heartbreak for the trusting

Loyalty for the disloyal.

Do my eyes delude me?

Or can I never get the good things I deserve?

Is the evidence beguiling?

Or will disappointments be all I get?

If I cry hard enough

Will you have mercy on me?

And if my heart breaks enough times

Will you start to placate me?

I want to smile.

I want to be satisfied.

I want to be happy.

I will get what I deserve.

No more misfortunes

And days gone wrong.

No more bleeding hearts.

I’m not unfortunate.