Teresa Harr-Pena Poet Rhyme

I Am

I am sick of fighting a ghost
That I cannot see

I am tired of wanting
What will never be

I am angry that
You weaken me just by your name

I am too old
To play this childish game

I am exhausted
By words you will not believe

I am amazed
You are still naive

I am scared for you
And your life

I am praying now
For your next wife

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