Wednesday, September 10, 2014

WAY, WAY Out of Standard





I spoke the words you needed
You were fragile, in deep pain 
'adore you, love you, won’t leave you'
Each time, a hollow refrain

Inflicting serious  damage
Suppressing the truth, I lied
Hurt and pain and anguish
A part of us had died


I knew that full disclosure
Would never come to fore
Life predictable, so routine 
Feelings ~ I chose to ignore

Given the chance I'd search deeper

my psyche, my soul, my heart
a second chance I don't deserve
my lies tore us apart













18 comments:

  1. Well your words ring true this time around Helen....relationships can be so hard....and in the midst of the storm what to do is not always clear.

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  2. Been there, done that, burned the tee shirt!

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  3. So there's the question--if she had been tuthful--would the relationship have grown surprisingly deeper or would it have ended sooner? Fine poem.

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  4. Well said. Honesty may have been the easier path.

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  5. Oh, this is so sad. But we do it (have done it). And it's been done to us. Part of our love resumes, if you will.

    Jane

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  6. Separation hurts, Helen. I still feel hurt. But it isn't nearly as sharp and overpowering as the day to day shouts or discoveries. Lies don't cover that up. I didn't have a choice about ending things but there was relief after the separation. It was good for both of us.
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  7. You capture so well these difficult facets of relationship, Helen.

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  8. Ouch. Some things are just so difficult... Like Hannah said, you captured the pain, the awkwardness, the need for the lie when it was told, the wish that things could have been different... and better.

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  9. That second stanza is what gets to me even more than the words of the lie, themselves. Living the lie is a form of death.

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  10. Phew, Helen! This is telling it like it is.

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  11. I think this is a lie it's very hard not to tell, Helen. It's also one that never lasts, so what harm in extending just a little comfort before reality sends things crashing.

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  12. Perhaps to be good at lies, it takes practice. I enjoyed what you wrote.

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  13. it's like burning from the inside out, isn't it? ~

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  14. Oh, yes...that's a hard one. Well said Helen.

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  15. Relationships are tricky ~ Would lying salvage it or break it up some more ~ Good one Helen ~ For your info, Brian's computer crashed that is why he is off line ~ Take care ~

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  16. Lying - not to inflict pain might feel like the only alternative.. But are we really doomed anyway? And will it just mean jumping of the cliff together.

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  17. This piece brings to light many questions about what we do in order to sustain ourselves and our loved ones. Shockingly honest (in light of the theme) and well done. Thank you for posting and viva la!

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  18. It's a white lie with a need. I wouldn't but some should be said I suppose. But then I have never been on either end of a situation like this. It does bring memories but of a more open setting. Your poet wiggled out nicely.
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