Wrecked

Wrecked

A Poem by Frieda P
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The 'I Never Learn Syndrome'

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I know we used to dance before you wrecked me
             was a little piece of heaven and a lot of hell
amazing how quickly the fires of forever after dim
          you came inside my head and  burnt my senses
my own crucifixion wasn't satisfying enough
        you hammered in the nails until you drew blood
like a boomerang you hit my heart again
          how many times is enough is enough
I'm broken, you break me yet again
         there were those bolts of clarity
they fizzled out after the raging storm
          bohemian gusts set the temperature
there was no grace except for 
         suns on the horizon as you thought they should be,
worshiping at the altar of your temporal ego 
          when will I learn you loved yourself more than me

© 2013 Frieda P


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A very clever writing, Frieda. Some people need a little more "growing up" to do before they can sustain a mature relationship, others still - never learn to truly love... life it is a paradox at times.
"when will I learn you loved yourself more than me" love the line! Funny story I am trying to put to poetic form. If I can manage it, I will post soon. I tell ya... this past weekend was full of all kinds of stuff coming out of the blue - must be something in the water! :)
Lovely writing - as always!




Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Ha those are the best stories, when is this coming to a theater near me? ;-)
Emerald Seas

11 Years Ago

Ha, if I'm brave (because he'll never be on this site) I may actually post the picture(s) he sent me.. read more
Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Oh my, shaking my head and rolling my eyes, simultaneously, can't wait! Laughing here... ;-P



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Are we born "Predisposed" to be tormented by others filling in our voids, or do we hold their hands and lead them to the hollow spots in us ? as usual choosing choice.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Good question, you should write that in poetry lee....
The last two lines hit me hard... because I know this too well. And you can't compete with another's self love. Lots of pain and regret here... hindsight and all that stuff. Funny what we do to ourselves in the name of love. xo

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Frieda P

11 Years Ago

I'm not sure I'd categorize it as funny, but we are insane sometimes when bitten, thanks Red! ;-)
The Alpha Male Adam and the undying love of Eve. great work always Frie. :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Frieda P

11 Years Ago

Haha that's one way of putting it! ;-)

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If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..

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