Tuesday, January 31, 2012

My Girl

A Poem

He says I allow it
how she treats me
it is how he treats me
I might have laughed
it wasn't so painful
how I allowed it
learned what I would take
she plays me to the max
signs onto saving me
attacking me for how
treats me
I am the dupe


  1. Very sad, Willow. But you are so very insightful. You have THAT over both the others.

  2. I find this one sad and disturbing. Again so glad Mary pointed out that you are blogging again! I wish you had sent around a reminder!! I enjoy seeing poems in their posted form. They look so published that way.

  3. This is so sad. He attacks you for letting her treat you badly. What a sad tale and I can see this so well as you describe. I'm glad YOU see it for what it is.