My Life (post divorce and empty nest) in Sonnets
I Feel Sick
12-24-18, updated 4/30/20 (I really haven't learned this lesson)
I feel sick
To be rejected by the one person who put me on a pedestal hurts; am I just a buffoon?
It's pretty usual for me to feel like a weighted brick
If only we hadn't jumped too soon
I guess I just wasn't good enough for him
I guess my medical problems were too much
I guess my mental instability was like a fractured limb
But, I did learn from being judged
I was destined to be kept at a distance
Everyone knew it but me or was that just an excuse
Why didn't I listen?
But I've learned what I'm unwilling to put up with...adult tantrums and verbal abuse
My sickness is a burden I must carry
Until my dying day we will be unwelcome adversaries
All rights reserved by the author, Jean Parr, through www.poetrypoem.com/jeanparr, Copyright 4-30-20
I feel sick
To be rejected by the one person who put me on a pedestal hurts; am I just a buffoon?
It's pretty usual for me to feel like a weighted brick
If only we hadn't jumped too soon
I guess I just wasn't good enough for him
I guess my medical problems were too much
I guess my mental instability was like a fractured limb
But, I did learn from being judged
I was destined to be kept at a distance
Everyone knew it but me or was that just an excuse
Why didn't I listen?
But I've learned what I'm unwilling to put up with...adult tantrums and verbal abuse
My sickness is a burden I must carry
Until my dying day we will be unwelcome adversaries
All rights reserved by the author, Jean Parr, through www.poetrypoem.com/jeanparr, Copyright 4-30-20
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