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Resentment

I'll ring you tomorrow

You know, the usual time.

I guess that you'll be there

And our conversation will be fine.


But, Christ! I feel so annoyed

And I'm not sure I know quite why.

Actually, I do have a sneaking suspicion,

So that was a small white lie.


It's just that, over the last few months

Arguments and tempers have had their reign.

I'm not even exactly sure how I feel.

Will things between us ever be the same?


I know that everyone needs time apart

And I know you say you care.

So, why do I feel so tangled up inside?

And why does my anger strip me bare?


Is it fair for me to say

That you only think of yourself?

I damn well knew you wouldn't come out here.

You make me feel like I'm still 'on the shelf'.


Just as I'm free for the summer

You're caught up with things to do.

Going here, going there...

All I want is some time with you.


You probably think I'm being unreasonable

Blowing things up or making a scene.

And my resentment towards you grows

You don't, I expect, get what I mean.


I know it's only been days

And that's not such a long time.

But that doesn't stop me feeling

You prefer anyone's company to mine.


So, Ill ring you tomorrow

And our conversation will be fine.

I hope to see you one day.

If you can fit me in sometime...


#Resentment  #YDLD

About this poem

August 1992 again, aged 17, and this must have been right before I split with my first love and wrote Ended.


I'm kinda glad I'm not still that young. But a do-over of some years would be nice.

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