Tell Me. . .
I envisioned you as my all
A miniature of God- My
Father
My brother, friend, and
companion
You were always a hero in
my sight
You had charm and good
looks
When your laughter filled
the room
I could feel the warmth and
richness
Creep/slip into me.
To my very soul
No matter what the wind
blew our way
I always stood by you
Believing in you and hoping
you could be better
No matter what – I loved
you
With each failing and
destructive step you took
I never doubted what you
could be
That you would be good and
great
Was a grave understatement
to my hearing!
I was in love but not blind
I just hoped for the best
Purely wishful thinking
So many things you have
done
And so many times my love
has been tried and tested
But I never said to myself
“I do not know how much
more I can take”
I feel you in me
Like the blood that flows
through my veins
For you are a part of me
and I, you
Am past all rational
thinking
Passed through the thickest
of fogs
And stung by the worst of thorns
Am beyond all logical
reasoning
What more must I give...
I’m now in a phase
Where going backward is
impossible
Going forward – a horror
And staying put – pure
torture!
I am lost where I should be
found
To love you is natural
But takes too much effort
And brings forth pains
Pains that are unbearable
for only one to bear
Not loving you on the other
hand
I never in my life pictured
How long must this go on?
Are 10 years too short and
bearable?
Or 5 years too long to take
Where do I draw the line?
When can I say, “I have had it!?”
This is not just anyone
For the blood is truly thicker than water
One, I cannot detach myself from so easily
But tiredness is what I feel
No. I am not tired of trying
Not tired of bearing
Nor tired of looking for a reason to continue
Rather tis my trademark
A habit I have come to accommodate
Aye...
I am tired of believing
Tired of hoping and unfortunately
I am tired of loving you
Where does that leave me?
Where does it leave us?
I cannot believe I loved you
For I do not anymore
I neither hate nor dislike you
I feel nothing. Not even guilt or despair
What does that make of me?
What am I?
Envisioning you as my all
Has become a thing of the
past
You pulled my last string
This is the last straw
And I have snapped!
Am I wrong?
Tell me. Not you my blood
I want to hear from you
instead
Tell me!
The one I loved most
Has dealt me a blow
One I do not know if I can
recover from
Tell me why I feel nothing
Why after all these years
of hope
Faith and love
I then give up
Tell me why I should not
give up
To be betrayed time and
time again
By “THE ONE”
I desperately hang onto
memories
That is quickly fading away
Away into darkness
I no longer see the
resemblance
Even with the ties existing
between us
He has denounced me and
renounced his name
I know for a fact that he
knows not what he is doing
But I do.
Now, tell me...
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