I'm walkin' you're talkin' ....a blue streak I sure do hate this feelin'...weak you're so tired of all my crap yet you can stay a little while longer I'm so tired of being a sap still I stay just a little bit longer ....played out, it's true I don't love you.... you say that you hate me but you can't escape me and I can't leave you
what is this thing that keeps us together? with all this strife of fair and foul weather been some awfully strong language too... between me and you
....it's not for the kids their grown and on their own it's not the money we've careers of our own where did this glue come from that stuck ourselves in two?
it must be love ...that ties our souls and makes us feel the way we do I can't break the bonds we share ...and it seems, that nor can you
we can't be together we can't be apart
I've seen this before...many times but, time heals all wounds maybe one day, you'll come back to me and maybe I'll come back to you let us hope for the best and since we stay in the same home
maybe the stuck that we are, is on each other, like the piece of toilet paper on the bottom of your shoe, or the stray thread on your sweater, like some fly on your paper, or some other caper, or maybe we're just a little wiser than young, and remember where we've come from, maybe we're willing to overlook, and not feel so forsook...maybe like a storm it'll pass, and sunny love return at last.
there is a feel to this poem that reminds me of the years my ex and i still stayed together, but for no good reason really. there is hope in your words though, as though there is a belief that all will be well...thanks for sharing.
hedistuffOPLayopolis, West Virginia USASep 2, 2010
that makes sense ladybee, for it was only after reading your 'at my lover's hands' poem that I was struck to ponder unfulfilling relationships and scratched down a few words...
EarlgreyteaLimassol, CyprusSep 2, 2010
Very lovely Hedi, describes where soooo many of us are..., loving the illussion, sigh...
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Quite a good write, dilema well documented.