You needed a friend that would listen as your life fell apart
I gave you my ear
You needed sympathy and compassion as she abandoned you without looking back
I gave you my hand
You needed to grieve for the future you wouldn't have
I gave you my shoulder
You needed to feel alive and sure of yourself
I gave you my body
You needed a companion to pass the nights
I gave you my bed
You needed time as you tried to get your legs under you again
I gave you space
You needed to keep secrets as you explored your new world
I gave you my word
You needed someone at your beckon call
I gave you my dignity
You needed to think about things
I gave you my tears
You needed to move on
I gave you freedom
Somewhere during all of this, I gave you my heart
Sadly, it was the one thing you never needed
Put my pencil to paper, but don't forget the eraser...
I'm not an educated poet, but I find working through the writing process theraputic. The Thesaurus is my soulmate and the Eraser, my best friend. I hope you enjoy my "thoughts".
I'm not an educated poet, but I find working through the writing process theraputic. The Thesaurus is my soulmate and the Eraser, my best friend. I hope you enjoy my "thoughts".
Monday, February 28, 2011
"Paved Paradise"
It's been a long time since I paved paradise
My blissfully intoxicating ignorance of youth has left me
The needs far surpass the wants
Everyday life is a bittersweet gift now
I am grateful for the job I once tollerated
The future is no longer a dream
It is inconsequential
The here and now must be dealt with before I entertain what might be
Is it considered theft when you steal from yourself?
Careless, Selfish and Greedy are calling in the note
The wick is gone and I'm standing in the ashes
Obligation and necessity have entered an epic battle
With a sling shot and stone, I fight the beast
But when it's over will there be anything left to salvage?
Does it ever end?
Or is the pavement so thick that trees will never grow again?
Even still...I hold out hope.
My blissfully intoxicating ignorance of youth has left me
The needs far surpass the wants
Everyday life is a bittersweet gift now
I am grateful for the job I once tollerated
The future is no longer a dream
It is inconsequential
The here and now must be dealt with before I entertain what might be
Is it considered theft when you steal from yourself?
Careless, Selfish and Greedy are calling in the note
The wick is gone and I'm standing in the ashes
Obligation and necessity have entered an epic battle
With a sling shot and stone, I fight the beast
But when it's over will there be anything left to salvage?
Does it ever end?
Or is the pavement so thick that trees will never grow again?
Even still...I hold out hope.
His
His eyes
his mouth
his smell
...captivate me
His hands
his shoulders
his presence
...invade my mind
Right or wrong
acceptable or not
...I am without defense
One look
one gesture
one word
...He has me
Without caution
without dignity
without regret
...I am at his mercy
Powerless against his touch
I need not be convinced of what I already know
...I am his
his mouth
his smell
...captivate me
His hands
his shoulders
his presence
...invade my mind
Right or wrong
acceptable or not
...I am without defense
One look
one gesture
one word
...He has me
Without caution
without dignity
without regret
...I am at his mercy
Powerless against his touch
I need not be convinced of what I already know
...I am his
Remember Me
When life has used this vessel
to carry me into my final days
Forget not who I was and
how much I wanted to stay
When the lines on my face distract you
and my hair has turned white
Remember how I chased away the demons
haunting you at night
When my flesh is sagging from my bones
and I can barely hear
Remember that I cradled you in my arms
and sang softly in your ear
When my body aches and my cautious gait
has begun to slow your pace
Remember that I love you more
with every breath I struggle to take
When I am lost within myself and
you are unable to talk with me
Remember how I stroked your hair
as you sat upon my knee
When you convince yourself that it
is inhumane to exist the way I do
Remember when I held your hand
and taught you how to tie your shoes
When you're finally tired and angry
from supplying my every need
Remember that this is not how
I wanted it to be
Someday peace will come
and the Lord will take me home
All I ask is that you remember me
when to a better place I've gone
to carry me into my final days
Forget not who I was and
how much I wanted to stay
When the lines on my face distract you
and my hair has turned white
Remember how I chased away the demons
haunting you at night
When my flesh is sagging from my bones
and I can barely hear
Remember that I cradled you in my arms
and sang softly in your ear
When my body aches and my cautious gait
has begun to slow your pace
Remember that I love you more
with every breath I struggle to take
When I am lost within myself and
you are unable to talk with me
Remember how I stroked your hair
as you sat upon my knee
When you convince yourself that it
is inhumane to exist the way I do
Remember when I held your hand
and taught you how to tie your shoes
When you're finally tired and angry
from supplying my every need
Remember that this is not how
I wanted it to be
Someday peace will come
and the Lord will take me home
All I ask is that you remember me
when to a better place I've gone
Labels:
compassion,
elderly,
father,
grandparents,
love,
memories,
mother,
parents
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