Fatigue

curtlynfaith

Loving you is exhausting. I’m tired of not knowing what I can and cannot say. What’s going to piss you off today? You never open up unless I beg you to. I love you so much and I notice when you’re hurting. I just don’t know how to fix it. It’s like we’re in a loop. The loop of trials and tribulation, so why can’t I leave? We both know we are no good for each other. Everyone tells us. You’ve had so many chances to leave, so why didn’t you? Why do you continue to stay when I do nothing but drag you down ? I’ve fucked up so many times, and I admit that, but I can’t take it back. I regret ever meeting you. Not because I hate you, but because I’ve done nothing but give my all for you, and still continued to mess us up. The thing is, it’s not just me . You keep me close enough for me to still have hope for us. It’s dehumanizing. I love the man who never shows up. I love the man who says all the right things, but his actions are all wrong. I love the man that was once mine, but is now too far gone. 

  • Author: Curtlyn Faith (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 8th, 2023 17:41
  • Category: Letter
  • Views: 10
  • User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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  • L. B. Mek

    'I’m tired of not knowing what I can and cannot say. What’s going to piss you off today? You never open up unless I beg you to.'
    such a toxic mix
    yet so many relationships end up
    shackled to such gangrene traits..
    your title and reference to such emotions
    delivering you (or those experiencing something similar to you)
    to become estranged from yourself/themselves, or
    'dehumanised' as you worded it best
    is such a relatable
    mountainous island
    most failing relationships
    find themselves shipwrecked upon...
    (there's a song by Tina Dico
    titled 'he doesn't know'
    which your words remind me of
    but hopefully there may yet be a redemptive
    twist of fortune, in your tale)
    thanks for sharing, so relatable
    and Happy New Year



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