The material presented
here is not Al-Anon Conference Approved Literature. It is a method
to exchange
information, ideas, feelings, problems and solutions on a personal
level.
Everytime I see you my heart skips a beat. I have this fealing that just takes over me. I dont know if its good or bad, I guess that its just me.
Everytime I hear your voice I think of all the memories. I think of all the pain youve caused me and all the hurt ive felt. It really hurts to feal this pain because it is so real. THe memories will be with me forever. Them i cant erase. But even though youve hurt me I want to say something to you:
Thank you!
Thank you for showing me exactly what not to do. I wil never do what you have done. I cant ruin my life like that. You have made me stronger, but I had to learn the hard way.
This may sound kind of weird but I do love you, i just hate you more!
It is ALWAYS "good" when you can get out your feelings in positive ways such as a poem, rather than through self-destructive ways like many people do.
If you mean is it "good" as far as other people liking it...well...I think that this should not really be a concern of your right now. YOU needed to find a way to let the pain out...and you did...one that you clearly feel comfortable with.
This poem is very personal in a way that it speaks about YOUR feelings, but the feelings are understandable to any person who has addicted parents I would think.
Maybe you could share this poem with anyone whom you meet who has a similar situation to yours? They may benefit from your gift of putting your feelings into words, which some people find difficult.
Keep on expressing your feelings in these healthy ways.
Hi, Princess. I REALLY liked it because "it hit home" for me. My son's girlfriend just broke off a four-year relationship because of his drinking and smoking pot, etc. Believe it or not, he didn't see it coming. I think she feels the same way as in the poem--I know she love(s, ed) him, but the hurt he inflicted on her by his actions was something she had to stop. She had a chance to move on and she took it.
I, too, when I was much younger, broke off a relationship because the strong love (passion?) I had for him actually hurt because it didn't seem to be returned as much as I wanted. Your poem rang very true to me. Keep up the great work and thank you for sharing. Annie
