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Sep 2015
I can't see clearly now,
my eyes have blinders on.
I tried loving you,
but expectations got in the way.
I expected so much out of you,
you expected so much out of me,
how the hell can we be together-
when the front door is looking pretty good.

You've said your peace,
letting me know your love came piece by piece,
there was always something to disagree,
and you made me feel alone in this relationship.
You wanted to change me to fit your own selfish needs,
all it seemed like you cared about was to get high.
All  I ever wanted was a little honesty,
but you wouldn't open up to me and share.

I tried being your friend,
but you wouldn't let me in,
and I get so upset for the way I cared.

I can see clearly now,
you never loved me the way I loved you.
There was always a stipulation-
for the way you felt about me.
Sorry, but now I have to leave-
only to save my sanity.
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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