I tried so hard to save you,
and in the process,
I lost me.
Forgetting all the things I wanted,
I abandoned my own needs.
I put you first,
and in turn what did that get me?
A knife in the back,
and a broken heart,
when you should have just killed me.
Living with the self pity,
is equivalent to dying anyway.
Mourning my hopes and dreams,
that I put on the back burner,
because I was so certain
that you’d stay.
Now a hollow shell of myself,
who can I turn to? When there’s no one else.
I stay in bed and sleep the day away,
because getting up and facing myself
after letting myself down is too much to take.
In my own tears, I’d drown.
How could I have been so stupid?
How could I have been so blind?
I hope that one day I’ll forgive myself,
maybe in due time..
Speaking of time,
so much wasted,
so much invested.
So much time spent on someone else who didn’t deserve it,
I wish that I would’ve kept it.
But they say that healers
always attract those who are broken.
While that may be some of the truest words ever spoken..
I still tried to fix you.
I still tried to mend the pieces.
I absorbed your pain to take it away,
and now the hurt never ceases.
It lives on, through me.
The same me, that I lost.
I’d contemplate selling my soul to get back to me,
but at what cost?
– Poetic Gawdess
The audio, the image and of course the poem is perfect in it’s delivery and meaning. So much pain and sorrow pour out of this one. Nice work PG. xo
Thank you Keith. xx
The odds are never in your favor trying to save a broken individual, someone that someone else broke. What good to existence is two broken individuals? You’ll never be a pair, a pair of what kintsugi or mosaic pieces. Many will relate to this because of human’s diamond in the rough complex. We’ve all tried to save a destined train wreck, Tight
True enough…maybe I just suffer from a savior complex..even after being let down multiple times. I guess I never learn my lesson. Thanks for reading. xx
Maybe all of the broken hearted do
It’s true
I’m a healer and I can’t resist the broken or else I’m just drawn to what I suffered and I try to teach by experience. Call me a mentor or just call me for dinner. Yin gets Yang.
Sometimes I’m successful and other times not.
Never feel bad for trying PG.
I feel ya
X
Thank you PS. As always you are appreciated dear. xx
Your voice and your words were just beautiful.
In my experience, the healers of this world were once the broken.They are the only ones that can heal the broken.
I don’t know if I’m a healer or not but my favourite saying is “don’t let anyone suffer alone”. So,I help where I can and sometimes I get hurt but helping is a joyous experience and far outweighs the hurt.
Hope that makes sense.
Terrific write 🙏
It does Peter, thank you. I just have this thing of trying to see the best in people. And I want to help, but it’s exhausting when they don’t try to help themselves.. it might be foolish. But call me a fool.. I’ll never stop trying. Thanks for your kind words and wisdom. xx
hello lovely poetic one I feel your deep ache and passion…this is so beautiful in its pain and truth ❤️
Thank you beautiful soul. I appreciate it. xx
Powerfully penned, PG. This one pulls at the old heart strings my friend. Excellent write and your narration sends the message home. Healers are often the ones most subject to getting hurt, we sacrifice ourselves and our needs by always putting them on the back burner to help others, especially in our relationships. I speak from my own experience but it sounds like you’ve been there too. Thanks for sharing. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thank you for reading my friend!! It’s sad that so many can relate..but lets us know that we are truly not alone..
xx