I wrote a poem today; I don't think it's finished.

[evile]

Ho'oponope


"I love you"
said by some
means
I can't be alone
I need a place to live
I want your money
Feed me
Buy me stuff
I need approval
I have an addiction
I can't live my own life
You hurt me in familiar ways
You're not the best but you'll do
I'm making you responsible for my happiness.


"I'm sorry"
said by some
means
I got caught,
So I have to say something.
Dammit.
But, hey!
I said I'm sorry and you stayed
Permission to fuck you again
Right?
& get really mad if you have the nerve to complain
again. I SAID I'm sorry.
What else do you want from me?
Oh, yeah,
I love you.

Comments

[buckeyebrain.livejournal.com]

That first part really hit home for me. Let me know when you finish it!

[bramblekite.livejournal.com]

thanks :)

I haven't written a poem in forever...it's going to take me a while to get it exactly how I want it. I kind of miss school for stuff like this, a group of writers who can tell me what works and doesn't work...

Anyway, this one started with reading a quote in a friend's FB:

"Love isn't how you feel. It's what you do." – Madeleine L'Engle