Patient or Victim?
I know I'm supposed to be understanding
But I get so tired of you being tired
When I need you, you're not there
Nothing seems to touch you
It's like you're dead inside
You feel nothing, make me feel like nothing
Like you wish I would just disappear
So you don't have to bother
Crawl back off to your bed
And pretend I don't exist
You tell me it's your illness, that you do care
But you don't show it, you're not in there
That blank expression on your face
It breaks my heart, always has
Ever since I was a child
Remember the day your grandson was born?
My wedding day? My divorce?
The days a girl needs her mum,
I did it on my own, as always
And my little sister too....
After all these years I should know better
Than to expect, and get let down again
The pills you take, to make you well
Don't work, they make you numb
They stole my mother
The doctors treat you like a number
They write another perscription
And take you away again
While I tell myself
It's not your fault
I shouldn't need you
But I do.
Poetry by Purple Phoenix
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Written on 2009-02-09 at 12:36
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