Things we choose to loose

Painful writing therapy over a love I lost.

I thought

I felt

Foolishly I believed 

We fought endlessly

I dwelt far too long

Painful to know we were both deceived 

I trusted

I fussed

I was weak to you

A bond for which I TRUSTED

Your needs always a must

I seek you and you reap the benefits of what we do

I can't

I won't

Be your muse

Reserve my rant

"She cares"... she don't

These days we're careful of those things...

Things we choose to let loose...

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

Beautiful work Jessica. And such relatable words. Anyone who reads this poem can't help but be drawn into it. And see a piece of themselves scattered in its theme. Whether the one speaking, or being spoken of. We know the sides all to well. Bittersweet. Love's end is always difficult to write because of the exposed wounds that almost never fully heal. Thank you for sharing.

[Jessica Gillitzer]

Thanks Carlos. A lot of life lately has been making it hard to write anymore. I'm so caught up in the heartbreak. I'm glad I'm not alone.

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

As difficult as it may seem keep writing and find solace in your art. Eventually it will bring you to a sense of peace, and inspire others in similar situations. Knowing that in their pain they are not alone, and that because of you they too can find the light from out of the darkness to guide them home.

[Jessica Gillitzer]

Wow ty that's more than I could be ace ever hoped. You give me strength ty in so many ways