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I will not suffer,

To satisfy another.

When I’ve missed my time,

For refusing to climb.

And all I desired has passed,

Another commitment that didn’t last.

And I’m at the place I started from,

By myself; back at square one.

Why did I waste my life away?

Putting all my dreams on delay?

Now our love has come and gone,

And I guess this is where I belong.

With disappointment I sit and weep,

Remembering the love I couldn’t keep.

It seems no one cared for me along the way,

They took what they needed, but they’d never stay.

And these tears don’t mean a thing to them,

Because “this is now” and “that was then”.

My love may be hard but it was true,

And my love is what I gave to you.

I vision the mirror with a quick glance,

And see a stranger who never had a chance.

Hoping that this is all just a dream,

And soon I’ll awake and my life I’ll redeem.

My family would love me and want me around,

Instead my life is this nightmare, I’ve found.

How could I have loved so completely insane,

And showed such forgiveness as I choked down the pain.

Just because it was the right thing to do,

Knowing inside that this love was untrue.

For everything that included “us”,

Was left in a scattered pile of dust.

Don’t you think I’d have something to say,

About your lack of respect for me today.

How do I get over this emptiness inside,

How do I move ahead with dignity and pride.

When all the memories are beginning to fade,

And nothing is all I get for the price I paid.

In the middle of life and I’m still alone,

Still searching for that place that they call.

HOME.

~Yvonne Renee Moore

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