Sidelines

These feelings I carry are mine,
but they do not belong to me.
They were acquired on sidelines,
of those that are dearest to me.

Watching, waiting, and hoping,
for those better days to come.
Empty promises of self-respect,
leaving with not even one.

What remains are harsh echo's,
of reassurance for you.
When the time finally came,
there was no follow through.

Once again, I invested myself,
into cares not of my own.
Once again, I bear this pain,
making solitude my throne.

I can't seem to find reason,
for why I constantly endure,
the torture of this life lesson,
that always seems to recurr.

Here I sit on the sidelines,
watching, waiting, and hoping.
Doing the best that I can,
to keep this pain from showing