Boiling over
I will allow myself to vent, then I shall not be provoked to burn.
You took me in,
I didn't need a home
You fed me,
I wasn't in poverty
You clothed me
I wasn't naked
You helped me
I wasn't in need
I entered your life
I liked you
I saw something
different
I placed you on a pedestal
I tried to understand you
I watched you
I admired you
I learnt so much from you
I observed
I entrenched myself in your world
I fit into your life
You were still prodding out from mine
You insisted on doing everything your way
I fought to have things done my own
I felt terrible and guilty at times
I could enjoy a normal life
I had activities
I was personifying
An image I was shown
I was wrong and I got hurt
You were just a normal man
I spent most of my time in your presence
I discovered many deep secrets
Finally, when all things were revealed
I was tossed out
Cut off
Forgotten
This is my choice it is said
How extreme in ways do humans get
When one has no balance nor understanding
My bewilderment is
There were some great moments
Yet, I am told you gave in to my ways , alot
So, if sincerely you did
Then why should we part
Hence, I have to painfully admit
It was all deceit and conditions
For a justification
Of my wrong premonition
Or your ill altercations.
~Lorraine Nur~
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