think I've lost faith...
There is no such thing as love
No such thing as the perfect man
Just a bitter-sweet torture
That drives you slowly mad
I give up, I'm on my knees
I have had enough of lies and greed
My roots are crumbling in this earth
Withering and dying, a delicate wing
Broken on this bird
I can't go on, and on, and on
Waiting, ancitipating a dream
That will never be a reality..
If you don't put it in, you don't
Get it out, that's what I want to SHOUT!
I'm turning like a wheel without tread
Lost in this consuming dread
And paralysis of the heart... God!
Why did this ever start.. And just
When will it end, will I survive?
I'm finished with being sweet
With deceit, I just cannot compete
I'm not up to that task, too much
I've given it all, reached out, touched
My heart is broken, all is lost
I am surely going to be
From Narnia, you see, I am going
To give that Ice Queen a run for her money
It's not funny, not anymore, it hurts
And squeezes hope from me
That's it, departure, I'm checking out
Of the Love Motel, the bill's too high
The price too dear, dirty sheets
Filled with grief and blood and fear
Turn the car of life onto the highway
Race towards the lights, music blaring
No more caring, not for me, that's ended
Enough of compassion, comforting and passion
Just, simply, no more to give
It's over, rev the engine, drive away
Not stopping for love hitchikers
Just blowing dust in their face
Hurtling past life, watching
The globe spin alongside time...
That's truly it for me..
Dear Michelle, I will agree no perfect man to see. But as for love...........if not tainted by desire then love is pure and free. Dont throw out the love because of him, or you, or anything, it's love that's true not he.
Michelle, we are in a very sad and poignant mood this morning. Never admit defeat, stand tall and strong what ever the situation. Another brilliant write with sad emotion pouring out from every line. Top marks from me. Thanks for sharing it my friend. Take comfort in your friends, that is what they are there for. David
Never feel or admit defeat. Only announce rejection. You did it well, despite the thinness of the line. Good choice of word 'motel' - suggests an appropriate slight tackiness, lack of meaning, transience. t x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ems, I'm here dear.....I think I'll leave it with what David has said right below me, in fact what all have said here.....love you em...........HUGS, marci....