17 Mar 00

 

 

 

Malcontent

 

 

You brought heartache

Were it had no place

Dreamed up sadness

Just to have something

To occupy your boring days

Could not leave happiness alone

For you it was too mundane

Sacrificed joy

For the hope of more

For something to complete

Not happy

When you had everything

You gave it away

To start over again

Excited when everything is blank

Not caring

Of those you leave in wake

 

 

By

 

 

Everett E. Phillips, III