So here am I
Alone with myself again
Rediscovering how to be
Solitary, knowing not when it will end
I do not miss him
But there is a void
Though I am better off this way
My vision has been destroyed
I do not wish
To traverse my future
Unaccompanied
I want something sweeter
Companionship
Of the right blend
A distinguished consort
To a hand lend
Why I have failed
To actually achieve
This up until now
Does make my heart bleed
I kinda know
Where I sometimes went wrong
But I cannot be completely to blame
For having no heart in which to belong
The frogs keep a’coming
No sign of a Prince
They’re drawn to me
And I’m at a loss as to why this is
It really needs to stop
But how do I fend them off?
When they cling to me so blindly
Like a magnetic flame to a moth
Feeding off me
Like I emit some addictive elixir
And I know not how to turn off the supply
So irresistible to broken souls and tricksters
Am I too nice?
Or gullible and naive?
Am I a catch (for I think not!)?
Or am I simply someone to love and leave?
My body is weary
My optimism is fading fast
I fear that the road before me
Is paved with only loneliness, alas
I fear being the last woman standing
On an island in the remotest sea
I fear no man will ever in my lifetime
Truly love and honour me
And I have no clue
How to fix this glitch
And thus I conclude, in my particular case
A life such as this, truly is a bitch.
Rachel Rhodes 