I'll Try. I'll Try Not To Text, To Converse, Or To Call As Matter Of Fact I'll Become Nothing At All As That Is How You See Me, So Replaceable. Nothing To Miss Yet I Blame You F Poem by Christina Hunter

I'll Try. I'll Try Not To Text, To Converse, Or To Call As Matter Of Fact I'll Become Nothing At All As That Is How You See Me, So Replaceable. Nothing To Miss Yet I Blame You F



I'll try not to text, to converse, or to call
As matter of fact I'll become nothing at all
As that is how you see me, so replaceable. Nothing to miss
Yet I blame you for my falling... from the first kiss.

I have pushed and prodded you into feelings you don't own
A path was chosen by you before me. I wish I was shown.

That you to live alone, With yourself. So scared of change
I can understand why you, and your family, find me deranged.

I'll give up.... I promise just wait me out.
You will be without me. I know with no doubt.

Unless you want me. Then please scream from the tallest peak.
And let me know you love me with actions, not the words you speak.

Sunday, November 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: heartache
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Brad Brandon 07 November 2016

Wow that's deep. The ending surprised me. Sometimes a second chance is the right thing to do.

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