Crutches

Crutches

A Poem by Amy Whetzell
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Always trying to decipher what exactly he was to me

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I 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
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Amy Whetzell
Amy Whetzell

Garner, NC



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