Signs Along the Roadway Detour Ahead
Going awol when needed the most
Choosing truancy
an uncaring ghost
Stealing my voice
In your offhanded way
Invalidating the least little thing I might say or twist it untill the true meaning gave way
And when you discovered I would not break
there was no route too low to take
A monstrous ego fed at my expense
the kick at my lowest brought pleasure immense
One thing I could count on without a doubt
When I needed a champion you'd deliver a lout
Standing alone at a funeral,as you greeted mourners front row, when asked you said
It's the very least one man could do for another
Not taking for a moment into account the deceased my very own brother
The list could go on I don't care to recall
The what wheres and when how I came to feal small
Till one day it came down to me or you
I had to choose me I saw that and do
With eyes unblinking I stare at what is decidedly clear
You really don't care for me at all
And I no longer wish to be here
I am an interchangable part a service provider at best
Sex service and supply I failed the unpassable test
I had to be a failure so you could feal a success
your greatest source of pleasure seeing me under duress
I hate this for you truely I do
but I hate it for me even more
lets be perfect strangers now as we happily were before
Copyright © Vickey Rhymer | Year Posted 2023
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