Platinum

[Poldy]

My attention lingers
On some common thing
That I can barely make out
Let's call it a ring

I see it, I think
Or maybe I don't
It might be important
Or maybe it won't

For a period of time
I wore it every day
Now it's gone
Nothing left to say

Savor the moment.
Is a moment enough
For laughing and crying
And all of that stuff?

Pretending nothing was something
An interim ideal balladeer
Singing songs without meaning
Inauthentic and insincere

Now they walk right through me,
Ignore the loud deep cry when I roar
See only an unkempt drifter
Who'll never be anything more

On the edge of every tragedy somebody's sure they know what went wrong

[RhymeLovingWriter]

Nice lines here...especially that last one...real truth there.

[Catz]

It felt more somber after a second read.

[Poldy]

I feel like I don't do somber very well, but I give it a shot every once in a while. It's been nine years since my divorce, but I still remember watching the extra-pale skin that had been covered by the ring for thirteen years darken a little bit every day until finally there was no trace of it left. Sigh.