"Your Bed"
MG
01/22/2009
I feel deceived.
I feel relieved.
I am in pain.
But I feel free.
You criticize.
Overreact.
No compromise.
Constant attack.
You never would
Just let it go.
My past was always
Present so.
I was "used up"
And "incomplete"
And "not enough...",
You said, "...for me."
You cut me down.
I risked so much!
Now I recall
Each tender touch,
And each harsh word,
Each cold silence;
Recall it all,
With such violence.
Now I am done!
I'm spent and worn
My love was true,
Thus, I am torn.
But I must let
My lover fly.
Please, don't return.
Just let it die.
For we are not
Compatible.
I felt the love.
I'm letting go.
It's not enough
This time, I fret.
You've made your bed.
Now lie in it.
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