To those who didn’t enjoy poems, sorry for posting another poem consecutively after another… This has got to be done…
Well, I’ve posted this poem before, but I just think that this poem suits with my situation right now, rather perfectly…
Don’t tell me that you understand, don’t tell me that you know,
Don’t tell me that I will survive, how I will surely grow.
Don’t tell me this is just a test, that I am truly blessed,
That I am chosen for this task, apart from all the rest.
Don’t come at me with answers that can only come from me,
Don’t tell me how my grief will pass, that I will soon be free.
Don’t stand in pious judgment of the bonds I must untie,
Don’t tell me how to suffer, don’t tell me how to cry.
My life is filled with selfishness, my pain is all I see,
But I need you, I need your love, unconditionally.
Accept me in my ups and downs, I need someone to share,
Just hold my hand and let me cry, and say,
“My friend, I really do care.”
I do not need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod ; my shadow does that much better – Plutarch
waa…i love this poem!