I gave you what you asked for--
a funny book which I know now
you surely never read.
I gave you what you asked for--
someone you could maneuver into
saying, "I thee wed."
I gave you what you asked for--
someone to tie the tourniquet
every time you bled.
I gave you what you asked for--
a foil to be the fodder for
the monsters in your head.
I gave you what you asked for--
seven years of love alive and
six more stood up dead.
I gave you what you asked for--
my heart's writing you called "nice."
That's when I gave you all my scorn
and back your rotten rice.
________
for What's Going On?--"Home Made"
Music: Sara Bareilles Wicked Love
Perfect poem! I like the storytelling and the repetition--like your perfect song! ". . . my heart's writing you called "nice." / That's when I gave you all my scorn . . . " It takes a while to break those addictive relationships. It takes loving yourself more.
ReplyDeleteIt is very sad to give someone so much of your heart and get so little appreciation. I am glad that you finally found your way out!
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