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Mar 2018
At least it lasted a while.
The love, the trust, or lust...
Head high, chin up, for once...
Seems like I'm living among disappointment these days.
Actually, it was here.
before you came...
Yes, way before you came.
What a shame.
How can I trust a man...
When my own father ran?
(Slightly Laughing)
When in every situation,
**** seems to hit the fan?

Went from his excuse to physical abuse...
Seeking a mans love at any expense
Just to amuse... you.

(Yelling)
Because I don't see nobody else applauding!
You're appalling.
Slightly more than an alcoholic at mind
Who's to blame for the lack of communication
The stalling...

Now I have 3 daughters
2 crawling
1 calling...
To a man that's never consistent.
There is distance.
Then they turn to me for relief,
Because it is me... yeah me.
That picks them up from falling.
Consistently.
"The key is consistency."
Wise words from the woman
That didn't birth me,
But didn't desert me...
Never turned her back,
Never hurt me...

(Crying)
& Now I am hurting...
Because anybody I've ever loved
Is either dead or they hurt me.

(Breaking down)
Why is it me that's so deserving?
KL Ostrowski
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KL Ostrowski  27/F/Detroit, MI
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