You've had some bad breaks
precious..
You put your best foot forward
and no one can deny that gleam
your eye
A relationship that a restless
sea tossed upon the rocks left
you sprawling in the sand like
new born crab
And the morning sun burned your
heart in hells grief and you..
only you were left to wander
endlessly amongst the black
jagged clift's of your worse
nightmare for you darling..
Are Lonely!
Ah! But darling, there are levels
of spirit and being that you know
not of..
But of course you care not for these
words, at least not yet
What are needful things?
What is needful to you at this
time?
You need
You want
You lust
You desire with all the raging
passion of being to..be loved!
You hate the circumstances
But..You cannot be angry with
yourself
Why?
Because the real wound has not
been opened
The bloody screwed up mess you
see when you look in your bedroom
mirror has an image and a tear and
a message for you
If that image could speak perhaps
would voice words strange to your
ears
It might say..' You must be your
own person..'
Never never seek deep companionship
with anyone YOU don' want to be
with because if you do do it means
you are not truly rooted in your
own soul and might grab at anything
or anybody just to relieve your
immediate pain
Make the other person of your desire
live up to your standards for once
Stop crawling like some miserable
bug in the dirt hoping that if you
appear slave enough and devoted
enough you will at last be loved
HOG WASH!
With that attitude you will have
secured the slavery intended for
you
Light a fire around your heart and
dare all to enter at their own
risk
Lonely, loner, and alone are words
to be tossed in a popcorn bag
In all due respect darling you need
to kick a lil a** out of respect for
yourself..
And when you do..
You're my kind of woman..