We’re done we’re through
It was fun knowing you
For a while a web was spun
I was all caught up in you.

Till a sinking sun
Revealed that skies of blue
Were all untrue
Lying in the shadows
Was another side of you.

Waiting to pounce
And trounce
This once soft but now hardened heart.
Sympathy? Not an ounce
As I bounce
Smiling, from the dark.

© Daniel Breslin