Only Myself to Blame

Only Myself to Blame

A Poem by Kristen Darian Marie Wiley
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I wrote this quite awhile ago...

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I could not banish it in the Spring
I could not work it from my head in Fall
In Summer, I heard your name in everything
Now Winter comes and its all that warms my soul.

Yet you see my love
like an imperfection of the skin.
As a doctor views disease
or an ailment of the limb.

To be reviled and remedied
or just deemed absurd.
Though you will find my love
Is not so easily cured.

In Spring you then sought silence
and I thought distance best.
In Fall you chose indifference
and I escaped in books and test.

In Summer your irritation burned
just as my longing did it seems.
Winter comes agian, you are gone
yet still, you haunt my dreams.

In years ahead your heart may turn,
but the wise say not to wait for someday.
My masochistic emotions still await you,
though that balm seems so very far away.

Perhaps one day your icy stare
will freeze my lover's flame.
For now I pine that you are not mine
and I have only myself to blame.

© 2008 Kristen Darian Marie Wiley


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Kristen Darian Marie Wiley
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