Real Poetry

Thinking about Relationships

What If there were no Ties?

Why do I tie myself to others
Those who have the power to break me
Drag me down, beat me and mislead me
Why do I give them that opportunity to mistreat me
Is it because I want them to accept me?
Complement Or reflect me?
Maybe to Protect me
Do I need them because In my own way I'm scared of being alone?
Is that why when I call them on the phone my heart aches when I sometimes hear a dial tone?
I'd hate to be on my own
Left to face the cold brutal touch of the real world
With nothing to cover my naive mind or shield me from dark creatures who hide in plain sight
And try to devour my pride
Where would I hide if there were no ties?

Maybe this Time

She's waiting for him change

much like most people do

She knows that he likes to play
games

And never likes to lose

So she opens herself up
to his abuse

And lets him disguise his actions

with his own version of the truth

She's being used

Much to his own advantage

All the things she does for him

Being taken for granted

He's damaged

But what's even worse is that she's unable to grow

With all the bad seeds he has planted

He's as cold as snow
Ice crystals hanging from his clothes

But everybody knows this routines is getting old

Except for her because she has goals,

Goals for their future
As as time goes by she begins to cry about how dry his feelings for her have become

Always thinking she was number one

She was knocked down off her pedal stool

Played as a fool

Still she waits for him to change
Even if ruins their lives

Or if he dies without saying goodbye

Even if she breaks

She'll still wait

Let me Go

You can't live without me

Is that what you claim

  Lets be honest nothing ever stays the same

    We've changed you and I

I wanted to fly and you wouldn't  even try

   Then you would lie to keep me by your side
when you knew that I was done

When I'm about to walk away that's when you start to run

Its hard for me to admit but we're  two ships that are taking two different trips
Or two pieces of a puzzle that no longer fit into the same image
   I'm not a necessity I'm an accessory
You buy me nice things
Hoping I would cling

What you didn't know was that I'm not impressed by how well you dress or how much money you spend
  I'd rather you invest your time and strength instead
So you can give me your heart in exchange for a ring
Then let love do the rest
However you forget that you never tried you're best
   And like the rest you're left with regrets
    Trying to salvage whats left of what you wrecked