Awakening

I gave you no boundaries for all that I had...
I joined you in quest of your dreams
I unwisely allowed you to move in with me...
but you took everything to extremes
You left me not even one keepsake...
you had to exploit all it seems
So you finally reduced me to nonentity...
but you've lost too with your selfish scemes
I once possessed many luxurious things...
a home and a fancy sports car
My left hand proudly sported a bright diamond ring...
that shimmered like a twinkling star
I naively gave you a heart full of love...
you gave me an invisible scar
You're careless; you're thoughtless; you're selfish...
I hate it but can't change who you are
It's safe to say we've hit rock bottom...
and I for one don't like the views
You cannot get blood from a turnip, they say...
as you know we don't have much left to lose
Through thick and thin I have stood by you...
so I will say that I've paid my dues
But I never once received what I needed from you...
though I begged you, you simply refused
I'm appalled I allowed your careless discount...
for all I held important to me
At first I lost only possessions...
then you cost me my family
It's hard to believe I was so blinded by you...
that I honestly chose not to see
You were completely erasing all that I was...
the very essence of me
I'm at last weary of being a prisoner...
engulfed wholly by your sinister cell
So now quickly, before I'm completely dissolved...
by those ravenous waves you expel
I'll frantically climb Jacobs ladder...
to be free of this self imposed Hell
"Get thee behind me, Satan" ...
for I'm nolonger under your spell
I'm now going to wipe clean the canvas...
of this girls life you tried so hard to crush
and as Leonardo da Vinci has done...
I'll take in hand the artists brush
and with the palette of my bleeding heart...
from whence all my hopes and dreams gush
I'll repaint the masterpiece I was s'posed to be...
though sadly tis faint now my youthful blush.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Witt-King Avatar
December 7, 2010 at 12:49 PM
I can't say it any better than Sylvia, Betty. This is intense. Writing poetry can be wonderful therapy, and you've got it goin' on, to be sure. Well done.
Coulstock Avatar
December 5, 2010 at 7:06 PM
Hi Betty.It's so easy to get swept up in the emotional content of your poetry because you are so expressive to not realise how good your actual poetry is.So to put aside feelings I want to say I love this.The clarity and its rhythm and your last words are a masterpiece in themselves.Your words capture and you've opened your heart and laid bare your pain,which by sharing you may help others who need to release their feelings or to know that they're not alone.Thank you. Love June(Sylvia)
Camp Avatar
November 25, 2010 at 4:04 PM
What a good job you did of describing the dilemma that some women get themselves into by trusting an undeserving man. By the way, thanks for reading some of mine and commenting. Sorry, but I don't know a good exorcist. LOL Elton Camp
Johnson Avatar
November 25, 2010 at 9:47 AM
exceptional! Very chilling
Brown Avatar
November 24, 2010 at 10:30 AM
Please continue to share your poetry with us here at PoetrySoup. Wishing you and yours a wonderful Thanksgiving Betty. Love, Carol
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November 22, 2010 at 4:30 PM
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