Granted

You took it all for granted -
with your anger and your alibis,
covering over all the many lies.
You never knew the difference
between the real and make-believe.
Now, you find yourself among
the weary and the battle worn.
Wondering how it all went wrong,
when love was once so strong.

You thought I'd always be there,
giving you yet more. No matter
how you treated me when you
walked out the door. You wallow
in the guilt and shame, seeking
someone else to blame, for all
that you created.

When all along, you took the love
that we once shared for granted.
Now that it's gone, what will you do?
Wallow in another attitude?
Feeling sorry for yourself,
as if you were the one abused?

Alone and isolated, you take
another hook they baited; thinking
only of the promised nourishment.
The poison burns.
The ache begins.
You'll never, ever
be the same again...

? Michaelette ?

4/9/2002
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