Rude Awakenings

Realizing a pattern of neglect
In being the reject
In a long series of one sided relationships
Only to end up being blamed
When she needs to leave
To be with herself
Or the “man of her dreams”
Or anything else
than me
after being used up
on the corner of the street.

How much of yourself can you give
before you've thrown yourself away?

There are bits of me scattered
for miles and whiles
all along
the highway of life
as I stand with my thumb stuck up in the air
begging for a ride
in the middle of the night.

People will try to make you feel weak
when they don’t have the strength to care
and they’ve never made an effort to even be there
but eventually you run out of will
to put in all the work to make things work
with nothing but broken promises
and empty words
until you’re stretched so thin
Reaching for something
that’s never really there.

She said she left because of something I did.
It must have been, she never did anything,
even just trying.