Disease to Please

I no longer wish to please others at the expense of my emotional well-being. I have mastered the art of giving for so long that I forgot how it feels to receive. I feel like a magician, concealing my real identity only to entertain those around me. It’s a lonely world sometimes when you constantly give and look around for anyone that will give back.

I long for a prescription that will cure me of this,

My need for constant giving,

Stroking anyone that wants to be stroked,

Giving to everyone without having anything to give,

It’s exhausting!

I want to know what it’s like to feel free, to get rid of this illness

To love and have someone love back

To enjoy life without discounts

half ass moments with half ass people

waiting for handouts

While I’m patiently waiting for someone to serve me!

 

 

 

 

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Author: lovepoetrywriting

Love chocolate, writing, music, dancing, working out, spending time with my nephews, Washington Redskins, boxing, baseball, a good book, and sunsets. 💖

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