Hiding #poem #poetry

Title: Hiding
By: Tasmarie Patterson

I wish you would stop the hiding, the lying, the scheming.
I wish you would let me see the real you no matter how displeasing.
You always cloak yourself in the embrace of what you thought to be appealing.
I cannot take the subliminals, and I refuse to watch you run and hide…

I wish to God you would stop hiding, adding to the complexities, it’s uninviting.
I wish you would stop hiding in that man host of a figure that really a boy resides in.
For once, stop the playing.
Come right out, surrender the blame gaming.
It’s cruel of you to always be the one who’s pain is always alleviated.

I wish the hell you would stop hiding, God knows I’m tired of searching.
I wish you would just admit the truth, that this has never been ‘it’ for you.
Damn!
I see now why all these things were so difficult for you to say..
It’s because When you say them to yourself, they certainly sting a different way.

#poem #poetry #love #hate #compassion #hide #life #breakup #lies #wishes

Hiding #poem #poetry

Title: Hiding
By: Tasmarie Patterson

I wish you would stop the hiding, the lying, the scheming.
I wish you would let me see the real you no matter how displeasing.
You always cloak yourself in the embrace of what you thought to be appealing.
I cannot take the subliminals, and I refuse to watch you run and hide…

I wish to God you would stop hiding, adding to the complexities, it’s uninviting.
I wish you would stop hiding in that man host of a figure that really a boy resides in.
For once, stop the playing.
Come right out, surrender the blame gaming.
It’s cruel of you to always be the one who’s pain is always alleviated.

I wish the hell you would stop hiding, God knows I’m tired of searching.
I wish you would just admit the truth, that this has never been ‘it’ for you.
Damn!
I see now why all these things were so difficult for you to say..
It’s because When you say them to yourself, they certainly sting a different way.

#poem #poetry #love #hate #compassion #hide #life #breakup #lies #wishes

Enough #poem

Enough
By: Tasmarie Patterson

It killed me a thousand times over, losing it like that was a chilling exposure.
He said if I’d just let it all fall into place, I wouldn’t be looking like such a huge disgrace.
I had to, I needed it, I couldn’t delay it, even when I knew our fate was then decided.
I was never a stranger to pain, and he had made pain feel like home again.

I saw the fear in all their eyes, I could almost taste it in the air, perhaps finally I’d admit to being afraid.
But I couldn’t, they had to understand, he had to understand, my life wasn’t going to be lived in the shadow of a man.
Tall, dark, and yum!
That was before I knew the damage he could have done.

I never thought of myself what he thought of me to be, sure what he called love was an unforseen tragedy.
Was it the way he smiled, or was it the way his eyes glistened with the lies…
I didn’t know, but at the time he made me feel alive, awoken inside, freed from everything that formed against me.
It’s a pity, truly, I never saw it coming.

Run, hide, cry or fight, there was nothing left inside of me.
He took it all, paralyzed me.
I think everyone saw it in the blank stares he offered me.
A tragedy; toxicity… How could I have allowed him to take the best parts of me?
He was unworthy, surely; but every time he said sorry I believed him to be not knowing every time I would die a little more inside.

Tonight though, this was me!
I finally found the strength to set myself free.
Of course I needed the crowd, chaos was his language..
Privately he would have manipulated the very air that left me.
He would have caged me, forced me back into what I thought love to be.. but no! I’ve had enough.
Tonight.. I had to show him that this was done indefinitely.