As promised here is one of my older poems. This one is written in an attempt to make light of a particular painful era in a dear friends life at the time. For us laughter is the best medicine! And blatantly pointing out how we keep running head first into something… well. This one is not for the faint at heart. This was, in fact someone’s life at a broken moment. 💔
Reject me
Subject me
I keep coming back for sure
Misuse me abuse me
And I’ll love you, forever more
Mistreat me
You can beat me
Till I’m knocking on heavens door
Just don’t leave me
Don’t you need me
Rejections what I live for
V.LOSEY. 9/25/10
As stated before. She was in a broken place; I feel a lot of us can relate, I know that I can. My friend has a unique way about her, she can find the funny in everything, when she came to my house that evening and described her trauma, this is what we created.