Mary-Go-Round

Mary-Go-Round

A Poem by Regina Rose
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Just feeling stuck with no one to turn to.

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Mary-Go-Round.


Over and over again I let you make me feel less than I am

Everyday its something new, I’m a f**k up

I constantly tiptoe around you

Triple checking everything I say making sure it won’t cause a ruckus

I’m with you and I feel like I’m nothing. Nothing important, like I never was

All I am is a game.

I give you every ounce of everything I have

Trust.

Love.

Support.

Loyalty.

I have nothing.

I give and give, receiving not a simple thank you.

All I get is, f**k you, your a liar, cheater, worthless, piece of s**t.

MY ENTIRE LIFE.

I’m never good enough

I gave up everything for you.

But I still get nothing, I’m left feeling empty and worthless

I can’t let go though

The little I love you’s are enough to keep me and I can’t help it

Everyone tells me to leave, tells me your no good for me.

I know they are right, but again, and again I come back

You were the only person that has shown me this love.

I could never move on if I let you go.

I feel like you need me and I need to be there to watch you get better

But I need to know your not ever going to get better.

This is you, you will never change no matter how many times I believe it

This is a vicious mary-go-round I can’t get off

I'm stuck feeling empty.

My only purpose loving you and seeking your approval.

This is not the life I should have, but it's what I’m stuck in

Not knowing how to let go.

© 2019 Regina Rose


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Added on February 15, 2019
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Regina Rose
Regina Rose

Mosinee, WI



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