Exhausted

Exhausted I once loved a man so much, that I yearned for his touch. His complex issues, were so confusing. Bruising our emotions. Where we once joyfully danced to, Pachelbel Canon In D. The pain he carried from the past I did not know; as he was not aware of mine. Laughing by the beach. Playing baby Einstein for our little ones. In the blink of an eye it all came undone. Like a broken hearted song. I tried to understand, he pushed me away. Causing a couple of greys. He is now quite revengeful, this man I once knew. His love grew to hate, in a voice that berates. If only time could have put our love on pause so we could mature as a team. Then I could build a defense from his high self esteem. That only demeans. Yet fails to redeem. This generational pain, and abuse beat me down. Now I wear a permanent frown. Exhausted from your put downs.