Commitment

I'm not afraid!

So far I'd fallen only to be fed as prey,
So deeply torn apart and tossed to all dismay,
Not compromised for and believed to be,
Thought of as uncommitted and to rot to simply be to put away.

As weak and as decaying houses are put up and fall,
To hear the oldest timber in the woods grow tall,
With emptiness for years around and nobody to hear,
What once was real could not succeed and live at all.

In fear, in silence did it grow in times,
And as the first of leaves began to spring and grow,
The silent tree stood strong, persisting and dug deep,
Relentless to be withered and unknown to disappear,
It stands as strong as ever, unwilling to move on.

Reviews

[Katie]

Amazing!! I really like the flow of this poem. Relationships can never work without commitment. This really made me think, great job!

[The Old Ashes]

Very very deep. Relationships take a lot of commitment from both ends and frequently, when one is lacking the tendency is to blame the other.
I love the metaphoric comparisons in here.
Good luck and best wishes
-Ash

[deeps]

Wow! This is amazing as well as the last write I read.
Such depth in this write here. Very well written write.