ElegantEclipse's blog: "My Poetry"

Silly Little Games I am so damn tired of it all. This little game that we play. If I were to ask myself, What am I getting for all of this. I would sit and tell myself, Not one fucking thing. Does the hurt and pain I carry everyday, Measure the way I love you when you turn me away? Stagnant, not able to move. I hate the spell that you have over me. You release me just to pull me back. Please tell me WTF that is all about. You see my friend, I am not the chick you think I am. I have thoughts and feelings, Emotions and pride. Respect for myself as well as others. This silly little game, I do not want to play. My life is much easier without it there. So if you love me and want me there. Then you really need to tell me, How you feel about me. If not, I will turn and walk away. Dee Parenti All Rights Reserved.