Always the one to give
finding it hard to take -
wanting to feel comfort
sacrifices I make.
misguided as a child
loved, for acting just so
now pondering the past
unable to let go.
Haunted.
This ghost is my life,
uncomfortable to see
racing through my mind
no lights, it hits me.
Too hard to change now,
realizing enough is enough
those we love most
calling their bluff.
I don’t want to be
the bigger person anymore
why don’t you love me
why is your love a chore?
Don’t you see -
I have done what you have not
I have loved you for you -
you got what I want.
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Not sure who this is about for you, but parts of it made me think of my father. We didn’t get along too well, but kids always want their parents’ approval, even when they hate to admit it. I wish I could write poetry; I get stuck and hung up on words instead of thoughts.
I like this one. Feels like it comes from way down in my heart. Thank you.
waiting to hear how it is going….
Hey Sweetie, I miss you. When are you going to post something new?
Dastardliness says : I absolutely agree with this !
Wow, I am impressed – enlightened by your poetry.
Keep writing.