Your Charity

6-1-04





I’m so tired of you



I’m so sick of your charity



When all I have to show for your love



Are a few hard earned



Bruises



They say time heals



But the memories



They grow fresher



Every day



You say another



Word



And you slash



Open



The scabs I’ve been salving



For years and years



And years



I’m so sick of you



I’m so repulsed by your



So-called



Charity



When all I take away



From your love



Is the pain

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salphire5's picture

Well you sure got your message across! How horrible to feel that way. You always write very dramatically and realistically. Your poems grab the reader, and shake him/her. Good for you.