Survival

Survival

I used to rely

on soft flesh

to keep my heart alive.

But lately

I have learned

a truth or two;

why must I

be defined

by the women I adore

when they cannot see

what I am worth?

 

26/08/12

Reviews

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

I think you can love fully, without being defined by the one you love. In order to do that though, you have to have a good grip on who you are. The "truth or two" is usually what teaches. I am still learning though. :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Yes. Me I keep thinking I have learned only to discover I am still in first grade lol!

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

The more I know the more I realize I do not know...:)

[Emily B]

wishing you solid fulfillment

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Many thanks

[MOON]

Poignant lovely write, indeed you are your own person , cannot be defined by others .

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thank you moon. Just hope you are not 'blue moon'!

[Tai Ryens]

I assume the character you create with your poem has discovered this harsh truth prior to having his lover define his existence? Reason being that you are willing to admit this, whereas if it were too late, you would be in denial. Or so I think. Not my preferred genre, but fine job nonetheless.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

The beuaty of this site is it exposes you to all different styles which I love. I do like some styles more than others and gravitate to them but I learn from the others. Thanks for looking Tai

[Lisa Ring]

You must not be defined by others! Do not allow it! This is your life. You are the definer.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Thanks Lisa you are a friend.

[Lisa Ring]

I am your mate :)

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Lisa you are lovely. Need it right now!

[Lisa Ring]

I know how you feel. You need someone who really cares, not a poser who sends you superficial kisses. People with depth are hard to find. All I can do is throw a few encouraging words your way. But I do truly care. At least know that. Now stop brooding and call your son, or take a walk, or eat a chocolate. Distraction works wonders for a heavy heart.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Consolling words. my son is busy with his life. Walks are empty, chocolate is fattening although I do my bit and distraction is a weary friend.

[Lisa Ring]

Yes, for me too. But often it's all I have. I take all the pain and loneliness and release it from me. Then I turn all my attention to something small and lovely like a smile or a breeze. I try to let it consume me. It usually works for me. At least for a bit.