Painful Gift Poem by Jessi Odom

I extended my hand to far again
I thought the distance had no end
It should feel good giving like this
But instead my love was dismissed.
I gave to much of myself again
Extending my means until no end.
I thought you be happy to see
The giving person I had in me.
I took and gave to someone else
I guess I just liked the way it felt.
It seemed so right at first to me
But now I know now I see.
My hand is shut and my my arm held back.
Its a painful gift as a matter of fact
To give and think you're doing things right
But all it does is cause a fight.