As my emotions spiralled out of control
And my conscience didn’t know right from wrong
All I knew was that I could not come to you
Your arms were not there to console
I had to pick myself up and be strong
I thought you cared , I thought you loved me
But how could you leave me sobbing like a child
How could you be angry , your reactions were so wild
How could you go on seeing red when I was feeling blue.
©Copyright 2013 by June Bolland.
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I love the end of this poem, really good
Thank you for the feedback, much appreciated. Yes I agree the ends my favourite part. To be honest I wrote it back in 2005, and it’s been along time since I have looked at it.