CrutchesA Poem by Amy WhetzellAlways trying to decipher what exactly he was to meI was his crutch, something to fall back on I resented him for it Only now I realize He was my crutch too
My crutch is gone And I'm falling No one can catch me now All hope feels lost
I didn't want a crutch All I wanted was an equal Someone who would just love me Love me for all I am
Someone to tell me I'm beautiful Someone to awaken next to each morning Someone willing to stand up for me Someone willing to be there for me and our kids
Time and time again we had one another Time and time again we drifted apart Perhaps we are not the other's crutch Perhaps instead we are our constants. © 2008 Amy Whetzell |
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Added on February 13, 2008 Last Updated on February 13, 2008 Author
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