GrandmeA Poem by Noting Society
Chasing a light that s seemingly behind
And you push me away to pick up a dime.
My birthday appears and who am I to see?
Your ghost inside a check.
That's all I get?
Money is greed and that's not what I need.
Not from you!
I just wanted you.
But instead you leave me
You never needed me or her
I thought we were family
But your nickname always was Barbie...
So I'm sorry I expected more!
I'm sorry I wanted a call from you
Why does this always have to be left on me?
Do I even fit in your family tree
Or does your ego fill it up entirely?
How bout love?
How bout blood?
What was I ever to you?
Just a doll to show to your friends?
I'm sorry but I'm not you.
And your always the center
Making the rest of the world bow down on one knee
Because it's what you pled.
So where does it end?
Better yet when does it start?
I always wanted to hug you
And mean that I love you
But your so deceiving
When you die no one will be bleeding
And a loss you will be
Just not to me
Because you were never there for me
I always wanted you to be
But you could never see past the view
Of the mirror in your way.
So I'm sorry to say
This
But I had to let this go.
And I have to stop hoping for you to be there
When you were always in it for another man
Never faithful to your true friends
The blood intertwined but somehow
You would never bind
And the rest of us were left behind.
So go on and gamble
Have fun with those so called friends.
But find a penny and you leave them.
I know because you do it again and again.
So lucky you bingo your a winner
Only it took a bargain
And you lost someone dear
Someone who was once hear
But she was lost out of tears.
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Added on March 13, 2015 Last Updated on March 18, 2015 AuthorNoting SocietyNaples, FLAboutMy Name is Jordann Therese Poteet I am a young aspiring writer who just wants to be heard. I love critics and anything that is meant to make me a better writer! I hope you enjoy my writings and please.. more..Writing
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