Opps

Dealing with the pain of knowing I am the problem

 

Nauseous tremors lace my stomach

With a gaseous bulb of

Hatred

Confusion

Sadness and

Nervousness

Because of the way the stake

Was driven into my

Heart

Of gold

That was misunderstood

By the one

I thought could

Love a man like me

When I could see

She did

Love without prejudice

I did nothing to retain

The love that came

In fear of shame

From my lame

Past love that was

Still sore in my brain

I chose instead

To love her

Only in bed

With my body

And hide my

Mind from her.

Sensing loss

She cut her cost

And pulled away

Before her heart

Became a part

Of the we

She wanted

Us to be