love refundA Poem by Tinasha LaRayéself explanatoryWhy do I love you? Why do I let you taunt me with your synthetic sympathies? Cloaked in random hypocrisies Of your empty ‘I love you’ tease
I am hydrangea And you drain my nectar Uproot me Drag me Curse me for being tattered
I am tired Running never felt so bad Staying never hurt so good I escape in my symphonic dreams Droning out the trumpeting of your trilling lips Your endless lists Of why I'm not good enough Drumming out the beating of my draining heart Panic never felt so rich Pain never paid so poor I grope my soul to find my worth I deposited too little in my own savings To make a withdrawal But I've still got time on this earth So I search For a penny here and a nickel there And recalculate my time here Adding up these years " I demand to be reimbursed For each hour I was not duly paid For the overtime that heartache stayed For the pain and suffering check delayed I charge you for every cent That you spent Of mine You once were, But are no longer worth my time Yes, rewind And pay me back each dime
I am sunflower I open only for Him © 2010 Tinasha LaRayéAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on August 25, 2010 Last Updated on August 25, 2010 AuthorTinasha LaRayéOKAboutI am because my mother birthed me my father planted me my God created me. Life has unfolded for me in 29 chapters so far with two brothers a smile and a few good memories to show for it. I am because .. more..Writing
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