I gave my love
With no question of it being returned
How foolish was I?
I gave no little thought to the quality of my life
If I did, I might have considered death superior
The abuse of my love overtime consumed me
The more I gave, the more they took
They discarded it
Like something worthless
Where does that leave you?
I felt like Job
But these people were not just!
They believed what they were told
Not what their eyes could see
Where do you go when those you have loved
Turn and hurt you
Betray you at every turn?
Yet you love
Because you don't know anything else
"Just love them enough, they'll soon see"
See how much you love them ofcourse
Surely you shouldn't have to prove it by now?
You will never be good enough because
They have rejected you
But then I stop and muse a while
Who am I to say they're right?
My life is one they cannot own
I live it fresh from day to dawn
In my own distinctly loving way
I know I am okay
Copyright Anna Grace Cannon 2005 , all rights reserved.
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