Five minutes with you
Five minutes with you.
Was what I always looked forward to.
A month of serving to your every need.
I guess this was your way of taking the lead.
It just wasn’t fair but I never questioned.
I really do miss the abuse; I really miss you.
Five minutes timed and not a second over,
it just wasn’t right.
But I really didn’t care,
because I got to be with you.
You changed me.
I’m not same, nor will I ever be.
You trained me, and then you let me go.
Sometimes when I finish the chores,
I still think there’s a reward.
My mind plays tricks on me.
I think I’m getting five minutes with you.
When I know you left seven months ago.
I guess you just get so used to somethings,
That you don’t realize that’s not how it’s supposed to be.
It really takes time and someone to help you see.
That there is something better out there.
The sad part is, even if I found someone better.
I would still go back to the abuse.
Five minutes with you,
because that is how I was trained.
-Oblivion77-
Copyright © 2001, Oblivion77.
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