Sample of work by Ally Stoyel
THE EASE OF GIVING UP
This wasn’t where I saw myself when I started,
A passenger in your life, a character in your play.
I thought I could have taken you over,
I thought you would have wanted me to stay.
But I suppose I had it coming,
When I gave up leading to follow.
Always walking just one step behind you,
Feeling the cold in your shadow.
I didn’t think I’d ever go this far,
To lose myself so completely.
I told myself I’d never chase you,
When you dismissed me so discreetly.
But I decided to put away my pride,
Even though I knew it wasn’t right.
But now we’re driving through this desert,
And our destination is nowhere in sight.
I can see you staring through the windshield,
But it’s blank behind your eyes.
Not even I could see through you,
Past all of your sincerely told lies.
It’s really no one else’s fault,
Not even yours I suppose.
Because who can I blame but myself,
For all of the wrong turns I chose?
I guess I could turn back to the start,
And somehow try again.
But I’d probably still end up here,
So what’s the difference between now and then?
I guess it wouldn’t bother you,
If I open the door and jump.
But then again I’d be alone,
So I may as well give up.