Do I Have To?
Do I have to love you?
When you treat me like a goon.
I waite on you hand and foot.
Then you kick me in the dirt.
Do I have to feel that you're a treasure.
When from all of this I get no pleasure.
Do I have to live with this forever?
Your subtle barbs and jabs so vicious.
Tear right through me.
You find it so delicious.
Do I have to feel that you're the one?
When every other day you say you're done.
One moment beating.
The next minute pleading.
You say please don't leave me I love you too.
Do I really have to take this abuse.
I don't want to love you, but I do.
Do I really have too?
I don't know why when you make me cry.
Then I look and drown in your eyes.
You beat me endlessly black and blue.
I'll never tell you that we're through.
At least not mean it, only to try and hurt you too.
Do I have to live in this endless bit?
Knowing that you'll never quit.
It really makes me want to spit.
Do I have to be so faithful?
When with other men you're so damn playful.
Do I have to go like this forever?
Knowing that we'll never rediscover,
what brought us both together.
I guess I must.
There's no other woman that I trust.
I love you still. Though God knows why.
So I'll be here until we die.
poem by Michael McParland
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