[NaPoWriMo 2015] A Harvest Moon Story: Bad End

This is for the bonus prompt, wherein we start our poems with, “I guess it’s too late to live on the farm”.

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A Harvest Moon Story: Bad End

I guess it’s too late to live on the farm I guess it’s too late to play with my dog I guess it’s too late to mine some ore I guess it’s too late to feed the animals I guess it’s too late to brush my horse I guess it’s too late to deposit the crops I guess it’s too late to go get some flowers I guess it’s too late to get the girl I love.

I guess, after 3 years, I should’ve done a lot of things, but in the end, it was all for nothing. I guess this means the end of what we shared because these days pass by so quickly. I guess, after all those gifts I gave you, it would never really amount to anything. I guess this means that no matter how much effort I give, it would never really mean something.

To all the animals I didn’t mean to hurt in the first place, to all the rotten things I placed in the pot, to all the trash I accidentally threw around, to all the bronze ores I never thought were valuable enough, to all the logs that were mistakenly thrown in the river, to all the rivals of these girls I thought I loved, I guess it’s too late to say sorry I guess it’s too late to say goodbye.

Up in this mountain, I am all alone the moon is shining bright. I wonder if you’ve known that we can never have kids, that I wouldn’t be by your side that I would never have the guts to make you my bride that it would lead to this at one point in my life and it’s all because I never made you my wife I guess it’s too late to go back now because right now, I’m just going down, down…