My Recent Struggle

My Recent Struggle

A Poem by Miss unknown

The picture of you and I
did not seem as clear as before.
Water was filling up my eyes,
I could feel them being sore. 

Why couldn't you respect me?
I just wanted to be a good girl who followed the rules.
"Just let it be",
I told myself who had no clues 
of what I wanted. 

If you really loved me, 
why couldn't you wait?

You told me it was not about the physical pleasure.
You told me it was about commitment, trust and love. 
I told you our relationship was what I treasured; 
"please do not make me choose.The decision would be tough."

Once a rubber band was under so much pressure,
stretching out so tightly,
the force could not be measured,
and it just broke apart so painfully. 

© 2011 Miss unknown


Author's Note

Miss unknown
Just to express my frustration.

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When I saw you had posted a poem again I uploaded it so I could read it later before the fire. As I sat with hot tea and pipe in hand I read it through several times and the lines of your poem brought so many thoughts floating around my head. It reminded me of the glowing embers of my pipe. This poem was burning with raw emotion and like my pipe it was sending up a cloud floating across the atmosphere that gave expression to voice; softly letting you have one's say.
It spoke of the anguish of heartbreak, lack of once thought clarity, respect for ones self, personal integrity, set boundaries, chastity, the value of relationship, tough decisions, and extreme pressure. I was in awe, so much said with so few words! I like the way you paint word pictures. I thought what a stupid man.
Keep up the poems as they bring healing and clarity of mind and soul. Very well written.


Posted 13 Years Ago



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Miss unknown
Miss unknown

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I do not really like to think about the future cause it is terrifying, and yet, I keep on thinking about it. That is why here I am, escaping into my own imagination where everything goes according to .. more..

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