What I Love Has Been Sold

Was forced to do this,
Do what I hate,
What I loved, I will miss,
These days, my love's final dates

What I love, or my true passion,
Gone, after being given these ways,
What I wear of myself, my fashion,
Gone, those loved days

What seems strange is that I was expected to care,
Care about things I was forced to do,
The thinking of those others that I do not share,
Now where shall my true love go?

I think I don't matter, the difference is something they were never told
I think that my true self, my true love, perhaps has been sold
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Babcock Avatar
July 17, 2023 at 12:04 PM
Coming from the heart with emotional ties. love phyl
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace