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Underestimated
(written a while ago but posting as I like it)
Shes not yours to control
You dont possess her soul
You were so misguided
Because she was undecided
So foolish to think
Cos she liked her drink
She grew stupid and blind
You used her to unwind
Blowing and bowing scraped her knees on the ground
Sure she had her moments but her mind was quite sound
Tactics and strategies from ever angle
Constant pressures caught up, like rinsing clothes in a mangle
Do I as I say or you will not be loved
From pillar to post every which way she was shoved
React react show us your face
You are not listening and that is not to my taste
Every option tried every method used
She was doing so well once allowed to be used
Her purpose was great
Was all dished out on a plate
Every piece of pie gone
She gave up, tried to move on
Walking down memory lane
Far too much for any mind to sustain
Had to sink before learning
Tried to swim skin was burning
Endless tears of frustration
Endless tears of devastation
And the sweetness and light
Cried and cried through the night
Dont you punish or goad
Just to lesson your load
When that body was broken
You just want your words spoken
And your needs heard and met
And you dont understand yet
We all walk in our shoes
We live by our own rules
She is not the porridge pot
Endless food piping hot
When drained of every hope and will
Dont try to hit her with the restaurant bill
Copywrite SER
I could explain what this poem is about but I am hoping that I shouldn’t have to.
Remember poetry is objective.
Boards were proper crap anyway tbh.
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Some times…..when your at the end of your tether, it’s time to experience a different type of weather. We’re all under the actual weather geographical speaking………question is…..does one need to ask or is one just allowed…to hold a brolly under some one else’s cloud?
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READ READ READ READ
TO NO ONE IN PARTICULAR
READ IT ABSORB IT
LEARN
Hit her with the restaurant bill was funny……..that really happen Sarah?
Jack and Jill went up the hill…….then it was time to eat and Jack never payed the bill. Jill said.Jack come back you silly pratt…..in this day we’re all pretty thrifty…tell you what….we’ll go fifty- fifty.
Jack said….. honey…..it ain’t about the money…..i’ll go plenty if you can go twenty……looks like the future’s a meeting of minds……….just don’t mix metal with metal…it grinds.
Some times or many times…what you say…many interpret the wrong way…let’s finish this rhyme with the classic…you all have a great day.
Hit her with the restaurant bill was funny……..that really happen Sarah?
Yes and no
The poem is about being in a controlling toxic relationship whereby when you do not conform they punish you by withholding attention and affection/support.
They ignore you and threaten you by taking their love away from you or by telling you that if you don’t do as they say or want there will be repercussions.
Ive gone out for a meal before with my ex and had them sit there and abuse me tell me all my faults be really nasty to me and then ive paid the bill for a really horrible evening, namely the time I got a pay rise and I thought that was a good thing but he resented me for it and told me I was making him feel bad for being excited about it.
My message to ANYONE in a controlling relationship is
GET OUT whilst you are young enough to start again. But odds are that you will be totally mentally screwed up for much time afterwards and you will never trust anyone ever again but the really really good thing is:
You will recognise when someone comes along and tries to do it to you again.
So, HAPPY DAYS
I know this has nothing to do with your post although in a way it does…Happy Days was an awesome show LOL. Used to look forward to the theme tune…the ole juke box and theme song. Saw an episode the other day and laughed til i cried. Or was it cry til i laughed…hard to work out some times. Any way, it was an amazing show…awesome indeed.
Thing is about toxicity……if you stay there too long you’ll die. That’s what toxic does. Some times it kills you fast, some times slowly but the end result is the same. I’ve always found with any thing or any one toxic toxic is that the more one uses alkali, the toxicity will have less power until it has no power at all. The thing about toxins is that they attack…it’s what they do.
Who let the fox in? it must be a toxin…..prepared to attack and always on your back.
A fox goes for the neck..that ain’t no high tech….it’s what it’s always done…..and to the the life of a hen..that can’t be much fun.
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