SAME OLD, SAME OLD

Risking it all
I turn to you
Thinking it will be different,
But, it never is.
Same old, same old.
Looking for a fresh start
Why do I keep listening?
Got nothing but a broken heart

Brazen and belligerent
I feel the sting
My pride left tattered
My thoughts wandering
Unfulfilled, unsatisfied
Always the same take
Split in half, indecisive
One more failed mistake.

I pray they take you
Leave me on my own
Free to start all over
I can’t, I can’t go on
Saddled with broken promises
Overwhelming debt
There’s got out be a way out
A way I can forget.

I heard the sirens
Saw the lights
Your house burned to the ground
I saw them carry out your dog’s remains
All that had been found
No more second chances
No more second bets
You’re nothing but a loser
That I hope I can forget.

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Image from Google Images: freepik.com

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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