This poem I can see being recited at an open mic night-the rhythm and the short lines, etc. just seem perfect for that. Very realistic, and not something many people tackle-they'll have you believe life's all happy and good.

The singular problem I had (not to be nit-picky, but I'm an English major) was . . . "to be with whoever?" ought to be "to be with WHOMever?" Just FYI. :)

But seriously, great poem!

That's really, really good (even if it is a bit depressing).

I really like

"it's the failing aspirations

the way you breathe...

with crushed dreams..."

Where'd you come up with that? Amazing! :D

There's a lot of truth in what you wrote here..I think this is depressing, well for me, but it's the truth..Truths are really depressing..In a way I can relate to this..I really like it..Keep up the good work..