Sad Woman
Sad woman see the mirror
there.
See what you become.
The truth having lost
it’s way
drowned by your anger,
hate and pride.
Sad, lonely figure stands
alone
Anger churns within.
Refusal to accept that
another’s heart
could sway the object
of her obsession.
Denial springs from every
word
resists to see and believe.
To win at all costs becomes
the cry.
A battle, a game to be
played.
Hateful deeds and words
abound
Trickery and deceit.
T’will not win the heart
and if seems so
t’will not be worth your
struggle.
Sad woman see the mirror
there
See what you become.
A shell, a hollow mockery
of what you would pretend to
be.
False friend, false lover even to yourself,
the image fails of what
you profess.
The illusion falls away
as truth spills out of
your actions.
You are now known as
you are.
Seen as you have become.
Not born of love but
of obsession.
Not of heart but pride.
Love does not hurt. Love
does not crumble.
Love does not seek to
destroy.
And lacking that effort
you will find,
love leaves the soul untouched.
Emptiness reigns.
As it controls you now.
Your bitterness attempts
to cloud the truth
But it can not quell
the light.
You declare love yet
tear down
that which you say you
adore.
Tis’ not love that motivates
the words so harsh
nor actions that dishonor
the spirit.
You care not what his
heart might offer
only that you succeed.
By any means, by any
cost
You justify your deeds.
Sad woman see the mirror
there.
See what you become.
© Copyright Brenda Hager 2000
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