Bittertears taste like stale honey under my tight tongue.
See my tongue is tight.
My heart is hurting and I'm too damn sensitive.
Maybe it's because i should have
just ignored the feelings i got
when i fell in love with him.
Maybe it's because he doesn't deserve the love that i got to give.
Bittertears course my once happy face
and you got the nerve to ask me am i okay?
But i'm okay i guess.
It's just that it seems like we are on two different pages and my space is different than yours and maybe you were right when you say that i make it hard for you to get close.
Believe me i got my reasons and if you don't think they are valid, then you got to rethink your damn thoughts cause we should be loving each other unconditionally.
Right now, this is pure bullshit and both of us need to rethink this relationship if we plan to go further.
I hate that my heart is bruised and i wonder do you really care.
Or am I in this all by myself?
(c) 2003 Pam Osbey
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Reviewed by rasheedah Hyman-Johnson
Reviewed on June 21, 2003
The poem tears is a release of pent-up emotions needing to be expressed and stated. WOW !!
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on April 22, 2003
So much anguish and emotions. So well done
Hugs Peggy
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on April 22, 2003
I can almost feel the angush and see the tears as you wrote this, I hope this is cathartic, admiration for your braveness.
Be who you are
Reviewed by Jessica Stanfield (Reader)
Reviewed on April 22, 2003
Very emotional. I bet you feel a little better after getting this all out, huh? That's great and good job on this.
- J -
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
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Hugs Peggy
Be who you are
- J -