Wronging Him

Stand by your man.

How can you leave him hanging perilously?
Why must you do what is obviously wrong?
Your separation from reality may be easy,
But not only I suffer from this pain you prolong.

My chosen has stood aside – patient, kind, and understanding;
Your regard only concerns yourself and your ideas of perfection.
My determination is his only comfort, as he stands alone and stranded –
Knowing you will not accept him; so tainted are your preconceptions.

What can I say? My feelings how do I, them communicate?
Salty drops mingle with lips, tracing the curve of prickly jaw line –
My heart refuses to complete and whole remain…
It shatters, tears springing from the fractures inside.

Beloved dear, there exists no apology for what they’ve done;
Is my pain enough? My sobs that wrack and explode,
Convulsing my sentiments like a tree by lightning torn…
Please mend me, replant if need be – Ignore piercing bolts thrown.

Lord! Give an ear, hear my pleading screams!!!
I am the piece to his puzzle, or perhaps him to mine…
He pours into my unspoken, yet never silent needs –
My self-satisfaction always healthy, but with him my entirety thrives.

No, I do not require any one person, or even people for existence,
But have taken an irrevocable step, made an absolute choice,
And my heart surrendered her love without any resistance
Because that decision made purely echoed her voice.

To both, the slithering oppressors and my dear oppressed -
Spoken words of war to one, and loyal reassurance another:
I've no desire to, nor can I, relinquish what I no longer possess;
I refuse requesting its return, moreover, would and will resist any other.

Author's Note

I echo the description. A relationship, at the its beginning - and I may not have stood so strong then, but my sentiment, my heart was in the right place. I am not so weak now. Experience does have a tendency to toughen people up.