“Love”

MissileOfUncertainty

Without you I’d be no one.

How about that?

Without you I’d be trash,

What a thing to say.

You claim it’s “love”-

But it feels more like pain. 

 

I don’t doubt that you “love” me. 

But you can still hurt the people you “love”. 

You’ve done enough hurting for the both of us.

 

“I’ve improved your quality of life-“

He “loves” to say. 

But I feel more alone every day. 

I feel like I’m drowning In his “love”. 

This “love” will be the death of both of us. 

  • Author: MissileOfUncertainty (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 26th, 2019 00:42
  • Comment from author about the poem: If anyone is up to talk, I could really use a listener. I feel really alone right now.
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 18
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  • dusk arising

    So walk away, or did someone take your legs away?
    "Without you i'd be trash" contradiction to your christian belief, did god create trash in his own image.... or are u beginning to realise the myth of christianity?

    • MissileOfUncertainty

      Like I said, I don’t doubt that he loves me. But people can hurt the ones they love. It’s hard to determine what you can work through.

      And Chistianity can’t be broken by a single person. God didn’t make me as trash, but man can try to convince me that I’m trash. That’s free will. You have to be strong enough in my faith to remember that I am made in his image and not trash.

      • MissileOfUncertainty

        I never called myself trash. It’s what was told to me. I don’t believe that I’m trash. It’s what I was called. You didn’t read the poem very well. Instead, you saw my profile and that I’m a Christian and then you decided to get trigged and attempt to make me feel stupid about my faith because you have your own insecurities about what I believe in. This poem isn’t about god. This is about a human being that claim to loved me but treated me wrong. This poem is an expression of how I feel about it and me trying to work through it.

        • MissileOfUncertainty

          “Without you I’d be no-one, how about that?” I’m being sarcastic. Someone told me that without them I would be no-one, and I’m commenting on how that’s not something love says.



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