This one came up in one of my broods. I was down and low, as so often I'm, when I started this scribble. I've a terrible attribute of seeing the best in others, often leaving me heart-broken and worse still, clueless about the reason. Prose doesn't express me as well as poetry so I'll let my bettter ability to take over...
Some people never learn,
I am one of those,
Expect way too much from others,
Only pain's my dose.
Yes am learning,
But the process's slow,
Life keeps on passing,
Letting my pain to grow.
When crisis strikes,
I try to reamain calm,
Bearing all the pain,
Without any qualms.
Am stretched and pushed,
Right upto the hilt,
No idea how much more I can take,
Before my head splits.
Like a deep cut, an open wound,
The hurt is forever,
No escape, no reprieve,
No way out, never.
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