Get out.

There have been many times,
I’d rather give.
Just say okay,
And continue to live.
By doing so,
I’d be risking more.
So go!
Don’t try to tear me down!
Leave!
I am who I am!
No!
You can’t change me!
Get Out!
It’s too bad you couldn’t see,
Hurt!
That’s what you’re doing to me!
Scream!
Because you can’t hear.
Shout!
Don’t you love me dear?
Continue!
That’s what I’ll do!
Pray!
Is all I can do for you!

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Comments (6)
  • roberto sardelli on Aug 10, 2008

    This is brilliant, we do not know each other, but there are times I feel this way as you said it in this poem. You are great, I love your work, Keep it up.

    Take care
    Roberto

  • Tennessee Thompson on Aug 10, 2008

    I love to read your stuff. You continue to make great poetry. Good job on this one too.

  • sara o'connor on Aug 10, 2008

    I wish I could tell them off like you!

  • Eden Emersen on Oct 15, 2008

    Keep up the touching poems!

  • Laura Smith on Jan 14, 2009

    Another great piece, your really good :)

  • Jerry Bradford aka Jerry Atrixx on Oct 22, 2010

    Men often have to be forced to learn how to”hear” what a woman is saying. We listen for straight forward language and it takes practice to listen for what isn’t said as much as what is said.

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