Musings by The Poet Loriet

Complicated

When will I be somebody's
one and only again,
not somebody to be pushed aside
when the timing and circumstances
are wrong...

I'm always giving my love away
to someone whose needs are
more important than my own.
I'm selfish to ask
for more love, more time.

I inspire anger in those
I try to love. I need them
when they don't need me.
I am a problem to
their neat tidy lives.

I'm not a good lover.
I'm too human, too insecure.
I cry when I hurt,
love too fast, too much,
feel too deeply.

I'm so ready to give,
to share my love...
but they all turn me away
in the end.
Too many complications.

I need to learn how
to lock my heart away
and not feel.
All it brings me
is intense pain.

Will somebody please
teach me how?



Lori Beal


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