Love's Sweet Pain
I knew you would would have been good for me,
You would have helped me spread my wings and fly,
But all you said was bye bye bye.
You soon found another, you thought she was the one,
The one who would fill your life with love and fun.
She is gone and you are now feeling love's sweet pain
Just as I, you now feel the chill and the strain.
Even now when I see you when I do,I sometimes hope we can start anew
You were a dream that I know that can never come true.
You will always have a piece of my heart,The part that was broken by you,
I hope someday I will find someone new.
Copyright ©2007 Marie Coppla
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- I am a recently published poet who is trying to change careers. The butterfly symbolizes change. I want to go from the caterpillar to butterfly; spread my wings and fly.
3 comments:
Marie,
I'm not a psychiatrist, but I notice that all of your poems are dark and depressing. Have you written anything positive and happy, something that would make someone feel good after reading one of your poems?
I mean, we can all agree that life isn't perfect. But I used to be like you, always looking at the negative and blaming others for my unhappiness. But one day, I started looking at things as all positive, and it completely changed my life.
I used to smoke, drink, and complain that others were holding me back. Then, I gave up all the toxins that I put into my body, started eating better (and losing weight) and exercising, and looking at every day as another step to a more positive me.
Stop trying to control the things that you can't. That only leads to anger and frustration.
Have you thought about this?
Shelley
Shelley, I write about my life experiences. I disagree with some of your conclusions about me. My therapist has told me that I was not to blame for the emotional and physical abuse I suffered as a child-the people who committed these crimes against me are to blame.
You must have read some of my poems on poetry.com. I was brought up in an very dysfunctional home. My poems reflect my sadness and pain.
Those poems reflect years of buried pain. They were written as a cleansing tool. Since I wrote them, I do not think about that part of my life anymore. That was the whole purpose of me getting into therapy.
You are correct that I can't control my enviornment. There is alot you don't know about me. My poems are my way of expressing my emotions in a constructive way. It was my therapist who gave me the idea in the first place.
I am glad you are in a better place in your life. That is why I am in therapy now so I can get to that better place. It is a work in progress.
I could sense loneliness in your poem. There maybe bittersweet memories that evoke loneliness in us and it shows even in our writings. Pathos is something that is depressing. There's so much beauty and joy in this world and it is just a matter of where we focus our attention. I'm sorry, I do not intend to meddle, but try to see the world through a rose colored glass. Let the love of God dwell richly in your heart and you will have overflowing joy irregradless of the circumstances. God loves you no matter what.
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