The scorching sun has disappeared into the dark musky clouds<\/p>\n
Here I sit on the moor talking to myself again, aloud<\/p>\n
I wish you’d known many things before we met<\/p>\n
I wish you thought of yourself as important<\/p>\n
Then maybe you wouldn’t have left me without<\/p>\n
I wish you would listen as I listen to you<\/p>\n
Can you just be still, and listen?<\/em><\/p>\n To realize that no means NO and not try again<\/p>\n I wish you could see me as an equal<\/p>\n And stare at me to say, my partner<\/p>\n I wish you could be you instead of a hypocrite<\/p>\n I wish you knew that tiny gestures just put me on cloud 9<\/p>\n I wish you realize that big surprises are just the tip of the iceberg<\/p>\n I wish you could feel free and kiss me senseless<\/p>\n I wish you could forget tomorrow and laugh with no worry<\/p>\n For what it’s worth,<\/p>\n Some call me insane but I was never seen<\/p>\n Ever since the time, I became the punch in need of a bag<\/p>\n With your mighty fists that always knocked me down cold<\/p>\n What a transformation it gave me<\/p>\n An obsession with my with foundations and concealers<\/p>\n A shapeless glutton with a face I didn’t remember anymore<\/p>\n Taking that pain and shaving my hair<\/p>\n locked up into rehabilitation<\/p>\n Christened for redemption<\/p>\n So that I could find myself again<\/p>\n Just imagine,<\/p>\n If you had caressed my face instead of crushing it<\/p>\n If you had wrapped your hands around me to give me warmth<\/p>\n What joy that would have been<\/p>\n I would have been so incensed with your love and attention<\/p>\n Giving my heart and devotion you<\/p>\n Served on a platter<\/p>\n For what it’s worth,<\/p>\n I learned a lot from you<\/p>\n I hope you did too.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The scorching sun has disappeared into the dark musky clouds Here I sit on the moor talking to myself again, aloud I wish you’d known many things before we met I wish you thought of yourself as important Then maybe you wouldn’t have left me…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1361,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-100141","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/100141","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1361"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=100141"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/100141\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":100346,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/100141\/revisions\/100346"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=100141"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=100141"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=100141"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}