I'm a giver of all I need,
I seek, and hope to find,
Of you, I only ask to be,
All I give in kind.
                              What I worked so long to be,
Your sick sweetness stole, 
     for we both were blind,
                              I gave all I had to thee,
You took it every time,
                              You offered none to me,
I ate nothing every time,
                              As I staggered on for thee,
Gave my all in starving hope,
     one day I'd find,
                              You were half as strong as me,
For I'd need to be, I knew,
     weak with you sometime.
                              I'm a giver of all I need,
I sought, yet did not find,
Of you, I only asked to be,
All I left behind.
                              I forgave when you stepped out on me,
Each time your sacred body, 
     slithered across the line,
                              I swallowed hurt and angry,
Felt your devil's pain was, 
     so much worse than mine,
                              Hell burned your youth, 
     made you flee,
Cooked your heart, 
     and putrefied your mind.
                              I thought you needed me to be,
A cool and steely rock for you, 
     comforting and kind.
                              I'm a giver of all I need,
I sought, yet did not find,
Of you, I only asked to be,
More than your behind.
                              It feels as though you've eaten me,
No guilt, shame, or remorse, 
     you're simply not that kind,
                              I feel I must move on from thee,
On in my romantic heart, 
     not just my frantic mind,
                              Now I know I must go, you see,
Know it in my pitted heart, 
     not just my drifting mind,
                              Wish you well, now I'm free,
I hope well matched souls,
     we both shall find.
                              I'm a giver of all I need,
I sought, yet did not find,
Of you, I only ask to be,
A memory of mine.
                              I left my strength behind me,
Weakness plagues my heart, 
     if not my mind, 
                              Gave them all I had for free,
I've so very little left, 
     of that easy kind,
                              Hand in hand we must walk, 
     you see,
On a road that doesn't wind,
                              All I need, I can't get from me,
I move to give you all,
     you thought you'd never find,
                              Give me what you need from me,
I'll make it worth your time.
                              I'm a giver of all I need,
I seek, and hope to find,
Of you, I only ask to see,
The gifts I left behind.
                              Little we had to give for free,
Yet hid ragged hope,
     this time we'd find,
                              One who sees that we,
Must give before we find,
                              Another soul strong and free,
For we can't escape the fact,
     we must be weak sometime,
                              We can't give ourselves all we need,
Only in another's heart we find,
                              Sheltered place our worries flee,
Yet we both must somehow, 
     bear a load in kind,
                              For gifts can be given free,
Only for a mortal time.
                              We're givers of all we need,
We sought, and now we find,
Of each, we only ask to be,
All we give in kind.
                                      
                                          
                                  
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