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two you say you listen but i do what you say ask my opinion yet you know the way and when we talk my words are accusing you're under attack i'm intentionally abusing i'm the transgressor with no understanding irrational, bitter, and always demanding i talk of my feelings result, you are hurt so i learn to keep quiet to be introvert my silence demands to be filled with your plan it's obvious isn't it? i'm an empty man with no ethic, or feeling or parental instinct what can i know? indeed, how can i think? i'm not the one who's ever around it's always you that kids easily found the work that i've done, time spent away things that i missed a high price to pay not really a choice, it felt like a duty to try for a life filled with grace and with beauty i know i have failed in so many ways despite my intentions there's nothing to praise it's all just a waste so blank and so vain no joy left to find just echoes of pain i am so selfish and petty and cruel my bitterness grows my heart, miniscule it's easy to think this poem is of you but that's only half- u c, there are two

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Date: 5/6/2019 5:39:00 PM
I think you have nailed how the main breadwinner feels when the other person is giving all the attention to the children. Whether man or woman. Nicely penned, B.D. Welcome to PoetrySoup!
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