Isn'T For Me. Poem by Dislocated Heart

Love isn't for me..
to be weak, is not I.
to be cared for, isn't what happens.
the act of kindness, is never for me.

Taught to be tough.
Withstand all the pressure,
take on the pain,
and listen to the worlds issue...

I'm Made for that.

I bare my scars,
the burden of the world,
is mines,
and mines alone.

I provide the love you receive.
I am the stronghold,
for you, plus the many.
It's I, that provide the care,
the shoulder, for tears.
I am the hand that lifts,
with the pure act of Kindness.
Never do I judge,
nor ask in favor.

I'm the perfect lover.
Taught within my past,
I've grown into a man,
that has no hatred..
Yet, it is my downfall..

As I let the world,
take.. and receive..
I swear..
I'm all given out..
but never... will I ask,
for an ounce of love..

It was never mines to receive..

Love just isn't for me.