the misery of me

THE MISERY OF ME

Knowing that I wonder and sit here and think, and think

In the trauma of my mind like an open wound

You have such a way that I don’t know if I am coming or going --- so easy to discard me

So easy to leave

Did you think it was going to be easy for me, no you did not think

That I got so attach that the moment I saw you , I knew  I just knew

I gave you all my heart and all my mind even the darkness of my jealousy, and my paranoia

I wanted you to know the darkness and the light; I wanted to give you all of me

You did not want me, you did not want me

The misery of me , is like a deep wound , tears fill ,

You left me with a --thank you for caring –

I did not just care , I love you and what does that phrase mean --- nothing to you

Another set of words that have no meaning of substance in your world

I was so easy to leave, no mess , no tears for you

Like taking off your surgical gloves and leaving the room, the blood of the day cleaned up by someone else

Just another face in the crowd that you will pretend not to know

A face filled with misery

Carrie Ann Kawa 12/31/11

Last poem of 2011 for Viking not like he is going to see , more for me I guess