Expectancy

We all expect things from others

Ranging in their seriousness

But the disappointment or guilt

(Depending on who are in the situation)

Is the same, never  changing

 

So with these feelings engraved

Into our systems as Human Nature

It is but natural that we also

Have that one primal instinct, telling us

To do everything, anything, to avoid it.

 

So when she expected him to love her

He said he did and went through

The motions of a man in love.

Expectations met, doubts put away,

She believed the lie he fed her.

 

With her expectation met, it was his turn.

He expected her to give him something

That she held so dear, never before

Shared with another.  He repeated her

Expectation: "I love you" and his was met.

 

She was unsure, but what's done is done.

She cried herself to sleep at night.

Thinking about his expectation of her

That only arose from hers of him,

She drifted to sleep in tears of expectancy.

 

His expectations grow and grow

Until she cannot handle it any longer.

She tells him how she feels, ends it.

She expected him to be upset, and he was.

He raged. She awoke in an ambulance.

 

While laying in that hopsital bed,

Bones set in casts, bruises fading,

A doctor walked in slowly, carrying a chart.

A sad, remorseful look was upon her weary face.

"Honey, we found something in our tests."

 

The doctor talked to her, told her the results

Found in those tests.  The doctor asked

When the last time her monthly visitor

Had been around.  She sobbed into her hands

As she realized the full truth of the situation.

 

One expectancy created from another,

And another still, this one greater

Than either of its suitors.

For this one will bring a life into

This world that's filled with expectations.

 

We all expect things from others,

Even from ourselves, but those

Lead to other expectations, everyone

Always expectingm hoping that others can

Give them what they want without consequence

 

When the truth is they can't, they never can.

Reviews

[Jack]

I liked this poem a lot. It really speaks to how we can be trapped by our expectations. So many of our expectations are molded out of our own imperfect experience and therefore are bias/tainted/not really realistic. Which makes dealing with your own/other people's expectations a confusing and difficult reality of human life. Even if we do not want to face some of our expectations for fear of failing or even succeeding-- in all varying forms -- we will have to eventually. Nice Work!

[Daydreamer54]

Wow, well this was true about life. This is more of a an in depth version of my poem "this is her life now." I really liked reading this. great write!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Truth be known when you love someone you shouldn't expect anything... and when someone pressures you to have sex then they obviously don't care cause if they did they would wait till it's right... your story is very powerful with it's vivid details.