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I'm Tired

by Joan Serratelli

I'm tired
of being told
that you love me
when it's obvious
you don't

I'm tired
of being told
you want me
when you never
really do

I'm tired
of asking
for things
I get only
on your terms
never mine

You tell me
how much
you love me
and wonder why
I don't believe

I'm sorry
I'm not who
you want
I'm sorry
I'm just me

07/01/2006

Posted on 07/01/2006
Copyright © 2024 Joan Serratelli

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Junemarie Roldan on 07/01/06 at 02:46 PM

Oh God Joan, I don't care if everyone knows my personal business, but I have to tell you that I have been telling my husband the same thing since our HONEYMOON. 98% of me believes he doesn't love me, and 2% of me belives he does love me only because he says so. So I'm stuck in this lonely and empty marriage because he's not man enough to give me the closure I need to leave. 2%, and 13 years of hell. Sometimes I think that love is the worse addiction of all. Anyway I saved this to my favorites before I even started this comment. I've written many poems of love and despair, but none of them as truthful and clear as yours. I salute you.

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