Mourning

My dear I know your pain

Wish I could take that away

To keep you from going insane,

A love locked away from population

Makes so many promises

They've seen the light of day

But truly makes more complications,

They tell you that you're the only one they love

You are the special one

The apple of their eye

Then when they are released

Their true colors show

And you realize it was all a lie,

What a cruel joke to play

It was only played for them

To keep you in the loop

Hoping they would have someone

On the outside hanging on their stoop,

Saying welcome home

Hey wassup

Care to take a twirl beneath the sheets

That's all they seem to care about

What's just above their feet,

In the meantime a life of true love she felt

Has been destroyed

The moment he was released

"Let me focus on my self

Before I can deal with you"

So the love she once felt

Is now considered deceased.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"And you realize it was all a lie,

What a cruel joke to play

It was only played for them

To keep you in the loop

Hoping they would have someone

On the outside hanging on their stoop,"
The use , the abuse , the lies , the vulnerability are all evident in this nice poem...Thank you for penning...:)

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you for the review Sami - Glad you liked it. :)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)

[OBWhiteHawk]

Its true, its true! Usually those who are incarcerated are wanting someone on the outside to hang onto, with the benefits that produces. But then again, we have the person who might have gotten used while waiting for the release of the loved one. So sad!

[Tarry Franck]

Yes it is sad. Thanks for reviewing OB

[A Soap Mess Stories]

Such raw emotion here. Great depiction of a love gone sour.

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you Starrleena

[Mizo4]

Nice poem, strong impact. Good work i enjoyed reading it

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you so much Marion

[Sharon L.H. Kelly]

Excellent characterization of two completely different sets of emotions. Well penned!

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you Sharon

[Frieda P]

Knowing some of this back story, it really made a lot of sense, the sense of mourning and putting love to rest one last time...you did a great job Tarry, hope you can let it rest in peace now for good....

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you Frieda

[Coyote Poetry]

We need to mourn. Sometimes the mourning allowed us to get pass the pain. I like the description in the poem. Was a lot of concern for another. Good to have a caring heart and friend to get over the bad times and day. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you Coyote

[Lover Of Words]

I love that you wrote this,,,it is exactly how i feel... Terrific job my dear

[Tarry Franck]

I figured it would ring true to you. Had you in mind when I wrote it. And thank you

[Lover Of Words]

You surely rang a bell with me for sure,,, Your welcome

[DrD]

Love is so often characterized by manipulation only because a person in love is horribly vulnerable. You did an excellent job of portraying that and I enjoyed the read greatly.

[Tarry Franck]

Thank you so much DrD