Wow, the lines especially, "the tears you shed are for you/not me'" it so hard. I just ended the most important relationship in my life a short while ago because of borderline personality disorder, and still am going back and forth between whether it's better to keep a toe dipped in the pool even if someone is sooo unhealthy and makes me miserable, or cutting contact altogether. Your words stiffened by resolve, thank you, I feel like I did right when I made the decision again right now.
Posted 2 Years Ago
2 Years Ago
sometimes we just have to leave what we love.
hard as it is.
thank you for sharing thi.. read moresometimes we just have to leave what we love.
hard as it is.
thank you for sharing this, as it makes me feel this poem had some worth to it.
j.
2 Years Ago
It sure did, the person in question is my daughter who just had a baby boy, and I was wavering. But .. read moreIt sure did, the person in question is my daughter who just had a baby boy, and I was wavering. But there's unresolved addiction issues, a sort of impossible situation, but I still get tempted to reestablish contact regardless. This really made me think about how it would all over again.
Scars can be like ghosts, haunting to the core.when we focus more on oneself and don’t listen to the signs of the other self, somewhere in the mix we lose ourselves altogether.
Ouch, felt this one, so much tension. The deception, the dishonesty of it all. Trying to pull the wool over the eyes of the partner instead of facing upto the truth. Sad one J, especially to be on the receiving end of it all. Great composition.
Isn't it the way sometimes for both men AND women....we don't see the signs or, choose not to acknowledge them or....sometimes there are no signs at all.. Such a sad poem but so nicely written. Thank you!
what tragedy and creative tension your poem exudes, jacob ... men really can and do love .. and we can be the ones fooled ... while our partner slithers around the truth for lack of courage to use a sharp knife and a cut slice once and for all ... i feel fortunate not to have to carry those scars ... those ladies who left were all quite honest about it .. ;)
E.
dearest Jacob.. eventually we transcend this Earth and live in the Shadow of the Moon… your poetry is melancholy and life is Bittersweet. The Drama is tempered by affection like flowers soothe your 💜 heart. Be still and listen to the Wind. tenderly, Pat
A painfully pure and brutal expression of two. Sometimes our hearts see what we want or need. I'm glad I found your writings. It's been a long time since I've found something to feeds my soul.
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..