I need a place to hide for a day or two. Somewhere to rest my weary head and heart. A place I know will keep me safe and sound until the sickness passes, until you find your peace- Better yet maybe it is time I found mine. Maybe I need to see how much I am worth to me. Maybe I need to walk a mile and say adue as soon as my feet having the strength to carry. After all is done and said, you suggested it first. The one that slammed the door and walked out of the place I have tried to make our home. No mater the many kind things I say, the ugly words, looks and actions you bestow to me rips my skin to shreds. I came to you broken and while you pretended to put me back together, all the time you were finding ways to tear me down more. I told you I love you before I was sure. And now all I see is me walking out the door. Sadly enough I am addicted to the sick game of pain you play. Time and time again I put myself close to the ones that can hurt me the most, and when its all done and said, I will always wish you were more. More of a man, partner and yes even human; because anyone that can blindly turn head to a woman like me begging isn’t quite my idea of acceptable human behavior. So no more begging today or ever. If you want me, work for it cause I am done giving my life, my time and my soul while you keep everything you have for yourself.
B1humanBeing
I am just another human that has experienced multiple traumas, each causing their own individual set backs and behaviors that I share here in dissection and acceptance, with special attention to the horse sized pills life insists must exist. All poetry is copyrighted and written by me. If otherwise, it will be noted. From time to time I know I will not resist the temptation to speak my mind on various offensive subjects thought it is not my goal to cause issue. In all actuality I seek an understanding of the human experience as well as making the attempt to learn how to communicate effectively about the things that affect myself and the world around me especially in cases of great difficulty and unrest.
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