my love doesn't understand your anger
that cuts me so precisely
as to free my sorrow
leave me scarred and abandoned
my honest hope is I forget
but the love I have for you won't relent
it is rejected like cheap currency
it's not it's the real thing
powerful and passionate
but when I look in your eyes you're drifting
someone younger has captured your imagination
bleed in regret, the first wife always appears bitter
our youth wasted on a dream
cruel reality to be traded in like a thing
my remorse, believing in you, I still do
you hurt my heart
she might love you but is it worth the gamble
where was it written men deserve something new... always
my ache is real I'm not angry
if I were hateful I have the power to destroy you
my tomgue is sharp I know how to
but I don't feel reckless
I won't let the feelimmg consume me
Rated for Mature(17+) 
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Summary:
love, fiction but I know these feelings
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Hey Brenda! This is very, very good. The emotions came out in your ink.
thank you dearest Adagio for the love on this ❤️
Crimson, your poem reads much of laden sadness and reluctance. Love sometimes becomes distorted and misrepresented in relationships when love, respect, integrity and honesty is not reciprocated.
it’s true those are vital to a healthy relationship thank you graciously ❤️
Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you.
Damian
I can sense a shattered emotional connection.
Decaying miserably, upon disrepair.
Healing is what matters the most going forward. x
hello lovely Rosie it’s true but sometimes there is no healing I’m schizophrenic and as such I have always accepted less than… thank you for the love on this write ❤️