THE BATTLEA Poem by doreen cyrPAIN OF THE FIGHTThe battle will always choose what is lost. We were so in love, what happened? Why did I hold my anger for so long? Did I already know the end was upon?
Maybe you just knew what buttons to push. To hurt me so much I'd give up. How could you treat me with no respect? No explanation or apology did I get.
I cry tears of anger and pain as you leave. Was I really willing to loose you? I know the tears will stop in time. Maybe our love really wasn't meant to be.
For now all I can do is ask myself why. while the memories replay over and over. My heart is broken, but did either of us win. The battle will always choose what is lost.
DOC DYR
© 2008 doreen cyrAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on July 1, 2008 Authordoreen cyrdrayton valley, CanadaAboutI like to free write and am from starlitecafe. Have a many varried interests and like to challenge myself to new ways of writing and doing my writes. I Am married and usually use things in my own life.. more..Writing
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