Purpose

Purpose

A Poem by .

 

 

so much to say but no way to say it

a better way is to print it and wear it

random thoughts written on a T

have been such a valuable resource to me

 

I hear what he means to say

I also hear what he'd rather not say

in the passing of time, it's all been on display

the good, the bad, the unmentionables

 

I now see what I'm dealing with

I now see what he's made of

I now see the pros and the cons

 

the fighter in me wants to fight

the lover in me wants to overlook

I'm hoping they will call a truce

and walk the middle ground

regarding him

 

I am thankful for his turtle's pace

even as he frustrates at mine

he fails to see

slow is in the eye of the beholder

(we're both slow)

 

expression written across his chest

things come out that never would have

things exposed that would have been hidden

I thank you for this, I really do.

 

All is well on my end

everything understood and accepted

everything but one

and as it currently stands, no progress can be made

unless I have resolution on this one

 

whether you jest or not

the sound is all too familiar

a voice that I have heard before

and I say this to put you in your place

you have asked for this

 

a friendly voice, a friend

said to me in the fall of '06

"Honey I just don't think you are able

to tell the difference between

what is coming from Him

and what is imagined"

 

A rift created

a line drawn

friendship over, done with, gone

 

who is she

to correct me

having only known me for a very short time

sidling up to me the second she discovered

I had the ability

taking what she wanted from me

discarding the rest

as if my offerings are a clearance rack bin

 

you opened this can of worms

by mimicking her voice

whether in jest or in truth

I have more to say

and I will

if you discredit me ever again

 

I don't see how

my heart can be open to you

if this is truly how you view me

 

apologies are in order

explanations never given

questions go unanswered

as it dawns on you

that I have been right all along

and have had good reason to expect acknowledgement from you

answers, thoughts, real-life opinions

in order to make sense of my own

 

this is real life

this is serious business

these are valid points

 

and you, the perpetual child

continue to play

 

that's all I have to say

on this beautiful day

happy I am

cause I learned how

to lock myself out of here

 

 

kiss it, baby

 

 

© 2008 .


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