by Tim Chiu
What has to happen is that I become important enough to love - a poem.
|Some straight-arrow talk, but really stone cold,
My emotions on empty, while my confidence, sold –
Caring more for themselves, then they do for me,
What makes them happy, plain and true, I must see!
I need more commitment to love, for Heaven’s sake –
Examine my pride, for there is no mistake;
I need patience and caring for you, to be sure,
But support for me and my dreams, what a cure!
I realize I was lost, but with you, found my way,
And you’d like for me to give you hope every day,
But I just pray that you’ll rescue my stride,
And rekindle some of my hurt, wounded pride…
Love is something one gives, not receives,
And the mercy of God, all pain He relieves,
But my soul has a fire, while my love is a lie –
Would someone please give to this now cherished guy?