Closure has come, to me, myself, clothes off, I have no respect, for me, myself. You and the tittie girl are off making love, And yet I still wait at our shack for you. I know what’s going on when you come home late.. I know who she is, but I wont complain. Dependence has engulfed, me, myself, Gambling fool, Worthless has come, to me, myself. You beat and rape me when your home, And yet I love you and will not leave you. My friends tell me I would probably die for you, My customers tell me to get away from you. Frighten is what I’ve become, yes-----me, myself, Hold me, I have no absolute worth, yes-----me, myself. At the casino you deal cards, At our shack you deal blows. At the casino I strip tease, At our shack I strip my bandages. Foolishness has engulfed, me, myself, Run away, Sleepless has come, to me, myself. Now we have money problems, Now I have survival problems. don’t you see I’m still loving you? don’t you see after all this I’m still hanging on you? Shame has come, to me, myself, Kill me, I’ve been abandoned, yes me, myself.. what if this is was your reality?
the first poem i ever read that held the same style of repetition of phrase was but you didn't...i can't htink of the write to be honest because it was a very long time ago that i read it. anyway...i always enjoyed the repetition of phrase in some peoms and this poem shows it at its best....though the poem itself is laden with unbridled emotion the pellucid words "me,myself" really drive home the feeling of desperation that can be inflicted upon people in a situation like that. even the simplest of phrases can be the most powerful and that is what they are. and so to is the whole work
