Good Times

This is just what Ive feared,
more and more friendships smeared,
again, my heart seared,
isn't life weird?

People that were once your bests,
now they're meaning less and less,
damn it all, this is too much stress,
why should I be dealing with this mess?

Event after event recurring,
problem after problem enduring,
unsure now, nothing reassuring,
opinions stated, quite a few concurring...

Once, inside, a voice has stated-
my opinion, then the rest debated-
within myself, my mind now jaded-
from the ruckus that they have created...

I just want to go away,
leave my problems, forget the day,
sadly though, I'm here to stay,
sadly I'm not on my way...

People that were once your friends-
changed too much, you cant depend-
on loyalty, so you cant pretend-
the laughter isn't coming to an end...

People that you'll sorely miss,
days now lost beneath thick mist,
always correct, the pessimist,
about the condition in which we exist...

Moments that were once cherished,
are now considered near nightmarish,
mistake it was to have ever wished,
that life could have stayed like this...

People I've loved, the biggest loss,
are on the other side of bridges I cant cross,
the planks long dead, covered in moss,
across a pit of stakes with a bloody gloss...

So many times Ive asked myself why,
I wonder how such strong feelings die,
I wander the cemetery where those feelings lie,
mourning forlornly, this is goodbye...

I cant keep from wondering what went wrong,
how do I know the lyrics of the worlds saddest song?
I wonder who else is singing along,
I wonder if they can keep staying strong

I just want to go away,
leave my problems, forget the day,
sadly though I'm here to stay,
not so sadly, I'm on my way...