i dare you to say we taste the same
by Nanette Bellman
you ask me to show you sympathy,
to be a little more understanding
and put myself in your shoes.
"do you know what it's like to be me,
to be doing this, having to keep both of you happy
and juggle work and everything else?"
let me tell you this mister,
i'm not going to empathize with you anymore
because you're the one doing this to yourself.
you could make the change.
but you've made your bed
now lay in it.
Author's Note: call the maid, because i'm done changing your sheets. ps...not sure if i like this title...any help is appreicated.
Posted on 01/13/2009
Copyright © 2019 Nanette Bellman
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Johnny Crimson on 01/13/09 at 05:38 PM|
This is somewhat fantastic, I love the title, you always get me with some the simple becomes the tragic. Great read.
|Posted by Kerowyn Rose on 01/14/09 at 03:35 AM|
That is an awesome title, don't change it. :)
|Posted by Ken Harnisch on 01/14/09 at 04:58 PM|
title fine...has the bite of the rest of the poem