Giving

I want to give zero fucks 

Give out, give in, then give up 

Cry mercy, burn it down, wallow in muck 

Judgment blur and energy disrupt 

___

Overwhelm and shut down 

Pull away and go dark 

Hurt is completely blown 

The emptiness in contrast stark

___

What use is staying close 

When the tides retreat 

To vulnerability expose 

And painful abrasions repeat

___

Pull away and undertow swept 

I expect it regularly 

Intimacy on a shelf kept 

The cycle is understood clearly

___

What are needs and what are wants 

What time is easy to endure 

When regularity of pain haunts 

Makes giving unsure

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Continue to generously and freely give 

Hope we, through cycles, survive 

Or let love leak out through sieve 

Fearing, the hurt will kill the thrive. 

2 thoughts on “Giving”

  1. Loved this poem. Especially the beginning:

    “I want to give zero fucks

    Give out, give in, then give up

    Cry mercy, burn it down, wallow in muck”

    That’s my stage right now. You wrote it eloquently.

    Thank you. Spoke to me today…

    Monalisa

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