all the things you said
you are a good man
to everyone
but me,
and i don't understand
why you hate me
you say that you don't and you didn't
and you'd never;
but actions speak louder than words
you always told me never to speak of the
arguments i had with you
to anyone—
i felt trapped:
chores, work, and your insistence of
my time always
you never understood that i was not like you
i needed time alone to flourish and grow
just insisted i was weird and
depressed,
and i know i'm eccentric
but i am not sad!
thank you for assuming things that were not true
it wasn't hurtful in the least,
and i've swallowed so many things i've wanted
to say to you;
now they're coming swimming to the surface
once more
i never talk to you because you never
cared for me
i was just a burden in your eyes
so i just walked away
without looking back because i value my freedom
and my independence and following my dreams
more than the constraints of a
conversation with someone who doesn't
understand.
judgement
i've always tried to be kind to you, i have,
and i know i sometimes failed
i have a temper
and you do; too, and we cut each other
on words neither of us should
have said—
you said you love me,
but i don't trust you; you wounded
me too deep
and i do love you
despite the fact that you hurt me
and all the painful memories
i have of home—
keep up this wall of distance
not to hurt you,
but to protect me because i don't trust
you've forgiven the past
when you bring
up
my past mistakes all the time
i don't yours,
why must you forever humiliate me in mine?
i always wanted to make you proud
as if in doing that i'd make you
love me,
but all you wanted to do was
judge me instead.
For years you have been writing about one wretched man after another doing you wrong.
ReplyDeleteTry keeping your legs crossed until he says "I do."