Stuck Unloved
When will it be my turn...When can I stop fighting?
When will he feel the burn....
or even the lightning?
All I want is to feel loved
and needed.
With out having to push and shove
leaving him bleeding....
He won't let me in....
and for once I can't get out...
When will I be a part of him...
able to hold him with out a doubt?
I am going into a depression...
and on his face there is no expression....
Apparently he doesn't have enough
to share with me...
I am not worth his time, love, and thoughts....
Not good enough for his feelings
heart and touch....
I am sorry I am not worthy of his heart
and I am sorry that I let it go this far....
But I will not stand here all alone
and let my heart break and turn to stone...
My fate may be stuck unloved.....
but that is better than being pushed and shoved....
I will go for now and let him be.....
A little too late now I see...
He too is stuck in this world full of hate...
Stuck Unloved that too is his fate!
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