Close To Tears

My poem won 2nd place in Poetry's Prism Poem contest! Yay!

Close To Tears

The grass shifts itself, rustling in the breeze
It seems quite loud today
I listen to my own footsteps, can feel my own shadow
My view of my life looks so gray
My world is shifting, spinning into an empty void

It's bringing me close to tears

I'm starting to take possession
Realizing the dark notion
That the one I loved never knew me
In all that I endeavored was taken for a cover
I used to mask my selfish deeds
I only wanted to love, to be loved of him
Drown deep in him
How could I be this misunderstood?

This is bringing me close to tears.

My dreams with him are now fading like prisms
in the sun
The pain of my life has only just begun
Linked to him forever in the most secret of places
Things have a way of crumbling
Dynasties come and go
What is now will not always be
The futility of it all.

I just feel so close to tears.