Unhinged
Maybe, Just A Little
here I stand, at a fork in the road
no longer willing to do as I'm told
this rerun you're playing is sure getting old
my love for you has grown frozen and cold
*
it's high time I think, we should call it a day
on these crazy games that you love to play
the ones making you feel like a cheap cliche
I could never believe what you had to say
*
your maybes now clearly, should have been no's.
I kept holding on, when I should've let go.
kept telling me lies, solely to keep me close.
it's now crystal clear, you love yourself the most.
*
I need some protection, a new guided direction
something that lasts more than a backseat distraction
a meaningful transaction, to give my feet traction
a hard backhanded reaction, (to drop you to the ground)
*
Unhinged?
yeah, maybe, but then, who would blame me
Unhinged
at last, just in time, here - to save me
Unhinged
yeah, I guess that I can live with that
Unhinged
gone for good, and I 'm never looking back
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Comments (5)
That's the way to shed your feelings. Just let it out.
I love being unhinged. It's my shield against shitty people. Loved your poem!
Sometimes being unhinged can be a good thing, especially when the door frame is incompatible with the shape of who you are. You deserve to have someone who loves you in your life, Kelli, not just someone who "wants" you. (Everyone does.)
Very well written and I love the cadence, More power to you! 💖
funny you should write something like since this is exactly how I felt when my first husband left home. My feelings in words... thank you. Unhinged? NO, survived.