August 8, 2010
I refuse
This battle never ends, This game of love and pain
I know for what I fight, I know what I will gain
But getting there is all but simple
….broken hearts along the way
So many who have wished, they never knew my name
I do not wish them pain
But I will not tell a lie
I will not lead them on
I will not waste their time
& when I set them free
I know joy is theirs to find
For the right one, I am a blessing
Worth waiting all ones life
In the wrong hands a curse
Which causes so much strife
That is true for all…
For love you cannot settle
Love is not “ok”
Love is such desire
You won’t accept another way.
You say I’m mean, but I’m honest with you.
You want the lie, or you want the truth?
The lie is cruel
It is so wrong, yet many do.
The weak will lie
…but I refuse….
Call it a curse
Call it what you want…
…but I know….
For the truth, I’m blessed
When I am saved from the liars
Who try to take my best
Without even thinking….
….of the rest
slpmartin said,
August 8, 2010 at 7:45 pm
Rather like the sentiment in the poem…best to wait for the right one…indeed…thanks for the post.