'' It's Simply Called Love '' Poem by Bri Mar

What do you see,
When you look at me,
Tell me I do want to know,
Don't despair if I do not agree,
It will hardly come as a blow.

I have no self-respect,
Myself I neglect,
So why in Gods name do you care,
Go on tell me, be direct,
Please make me fully aware.

You treat me well,
I put you through Hell,
Why don't you just walk away,
In self-hatred I do excel,
Why don't you hear what I say?

Through thick and thin,
You put on the spin,
Despite the fact I am rude,
You continue to tell me to look within,
Why, will it do any good?

You never hide,
Me you never deride,
I ask you, please tell me why,
Everything I do you take in your stride,
My God there's a tear in my eye.

I'm totally surprised,
Those feelings I've disguised,
Are telling me I need to awaken,
From deep within I've now realised,
I desire what I have forsaken.

I've been so unkind,
You I've undermined,
Yet still you are kind and forgiving,
To the truth, I've been totally blind,
You are my reason for living.

While I've done wrong,
You always remained strong,
When feeling down you brought me relief,
You've brought me back to where I belong,
In my future I now have belief.

When I take you to task,
Why, I ask,
You infer it's a gift from above,
As in each other's caring arms we bask,
You reply,

‘' It's Simply Called Love ‘'