Sad
So sad
Drawn to drama
Sucked in
By struggles felt
Empathy always given freely
Listened so patiently
Of course, comfort supplied
All needs are met immediately
Yet another tragedy appears
Tears, pain, the ugly cry
The solutions are found yet again
Now a different dire situation
A heightened angst flares so dramatically
The savior came when called, getting exhausted
Good advice, time and effort wasted
The pattern continues to repeat, not ending
Only in your world is life unjustly brutal
I’m truly feeling used, abused and recycled
It seems there is just no insight ever
Again being let off the hook from personal chaos
Why couldn’t I see it in the beginning
My heart bleeds so easily seeing other people’s pain
Damn narcissist, fooled again, I must be a slow learner
I chuckled at the self-irony so aptly captured in thie poem. Well done.
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Thanks, Pat! 😁
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“I’m truly feeling used, abused and recycled” … hurtled at me with full power, and “Damn narcissist, fooled again, I must be a slow learner” spelt deja vu.
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Too much for my taste but I’m getting better at spotting them. 😊
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