Rebecca Huxley Poet I do not know?

Everything and Nothing

I gave you everything
You gave me nothing.

I gave you my dreams,
Laid them beneath your feet.
They carpeted your path to success. 
And I – long forgotten.

My dreams, a remnant of what was; 
Long since drowned, dingy and trodden. 
I gave you intimate dreams –
But my dear, you gave me only endless nightmares.
 
And oh, how I filled you with love 

As you emptied me of hope.
And blinded, I fell foolishly.
You rendered my love limp,
My breathless heart labouring

Scars of violent lacerations
Howl my long-since harboured lament.
The fragility of hope.
The finality of ruin.

I remember,
I remember how I gave you everything
I remember,
I remember that you gave me 

Nothing. 

Rebecca .A. Huxley

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Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart May 9, 2018 at 7:13 AM Wow. Potent gripping emotive ink! Big hugs.

Reason A. Poteet May 9, 2018 at 6:35 AM This sets the scene for several scenarios. As teachers, for example, we pour our heart and soul into our work; sometimes it goes right over the heads of those who most need to understand. Thoughtful piece, Rebecca, wide open.

Caren Krutsinger May 9, 2018 at 6:33 AM Scars of violent lacerations Howl my long-since harboured lament. The fragility of hope. The finality of ruin. This is an excellent review of how you felt. Howl was the perfect word! Good writing.