I Want To Be Loved Poem by Rik Bertrand

I WANT TO BE LOVED


DON’T KNOW WHAT IS WRONG WITH MY LIVE OR WHY NO ONE CAN REALLY LOVE ME FOR WHO I AM.
I CANT COMPREHEND WHY EVERYIME I OPEN MY MOUTH I SAY SOMETHING NO ONE UNDERSTANDS

I HATE BEING THE ONE THAT NEVER DOES ANYTHING RIGHT
I AM THE LAST ONE WHO WOULD EVER WANT TO FIGHT.
I LOVE YOU MORE THAN LIFE ITSELF AND WOULD DIE FOR YOUR SINS
BUT THE WAY YOU TREAT ME, IT MAY BE SOONER THAN THEN.

WHY CAN’T YOU LOVE ME AND MAKE ME FEEL THE LOVE OF LIFE
WHY CANT YOU TOUCH ME? DO YOU HAVE ANOTHER LIFE
DOES MY HEALTH GIVE YOU REASON, DO YOU DOUBT WHO I AM
OR AM I JUST ANOTHER PAYCHECK FOR YOU TO SPEND IN THE END.

I JUST WANT TO BE LOVED BY YOU, I WANT TO FEEL IT IN MY HEART
I JUST WANT TO BE HELD BY YOU SO I DON’T FALL APART.
I HAVE NEVER HAD ANTOHER ONE, ALTHOUGH YOU HAVE YOUR DOUBTS
MY LOVE, MY HEART ALL FOR YOU, THAT IS WHAT IT’S ALL ABOUT.

NO, NO, NO, THAT’S NOT TRUE, THAT NOT IT, THIS POEM IS ABOUT ME.
IT’S ABOUT THE LACK OF LOVE, THE LACK OF LIFE, AND ME BEING FREE
NOT FREE FROM YOU OR FREE FROM LIFE BUT FREE TO BE ME
NOT FREE FROM HOME, OR FREE OF GUILT, I JUST WANT TO SEE.

TO SEE HOW IT FEELS TO HAVE SOMEONE REALLY REALLY LOVE YOU.
NOT JUST SAY IT AND GIVE A KISS ON THE CHEEK, THANK YOU
BUT TO WANT TO BE WITH YOU EVERY MINUTE OF THE DAY,
TO WANT TO MAKE LOVE TO ME EVERYTIME I TURN AWAY.

I DON’T WANT TO HEAR HOW TIRED YOU ARE OR HOW YOU HAD A HARD DAY, I DON’T WANT TO HEAR I’M DIRTY, CAN YOU PLEASE STEP A WAY
I WANT TO HEAR KISS ME BABY, TAKE ME I’M YOURS, I WANT TO FEEL FINGERTIPS DIGGING IN MY SKIN, I WANT TO LIE ON HEAVENS SHORES

IT’S ABOUT WANTING TO FEEL THE LOVE THAT I HAVE NEVER REALLY HAD, IT’S ABOUT LIVING LIFE AND LOVING IT, RATHER THAN BEING SAD
IT’S ABOUT WANTING TO STOP THE HURT INSIDE THAT’S TEARING AT MY HEART, IT’S ABOUT KEEPING US TOGETHER, NOT BREAKING US APART

YOU SAY I NEVER CRY FOR YOU, AND THAT MEANS I DON’T HAVE A HEART, I SAY THAT I’D DIE FOR YOU BEFORE A TEAR COULD EVEN START.
I AM VERY MUCH IN LOVE WITH YOU, BUT YOU HAVE TO UNDERSTAND,
LOVE IS A TWO WAY STREET, SO YOU HAVE TO HAVE A HAND.

REB